Our Dad is the Best in the West!

One of the first things I remember Mike saying is, "I'm going to be the best dad, just like my dad." (This was 1991 and I remember thinking, "OK, I'll take that one for my eternal companion!") Mike has more than lived up to this vow. He loves his kids! He reads to them each night from the best books, and gathers our family for our nightly study of The Book of Mormon and family prayer. He works hard every day and never complains. He teaches his sons by example that dads pitch in and clean up around the house, and that they can smile and have fun while doing it. He makes time to attend every ball game and practice, and loves playing catch with his sons in the backyard. He has a special way with Kenly, and makes her laugh but loves to tease her just as much as he teases the boys. He is the one the kids want by their side when they are sick. Every time I witness these close, eternal relationships he is building with his kids, I fall Moore and Moore in love with Mike. He is the Best!!!

...And did I mention he is King of the Grill? I may have planned the meal, but Mike grilled the
hand-cut ribeyes to perfection!

Ooh, succulent marinated meat with sauteed mushrooms and red onions, and asparagus braised in olive oil. We didn't mind when Tanner and Kaden took one disdainful look at dinner and requested mac-n-cheese....we'll eat their portion for lunch tomorrow!

We love our Dad!