Dad

I don't know what it is about dads that make me get really sentimental and teary, but they are pretty awesome. I am so blessed to have an amazing father. He is patient, understanding, blunt, loyal, and kind. He taught me how to work hard--really hard. He taught me the value of accountability and responsibility. He taught me to be dependable. He taught me to love my spouse unconditionally. He taught me to nurture my testimony. Dave Lee is one of the greatest men I know.

I am also very blessed to have an amazing father-in-law who taught my husband how to be a wonderful husband and dad. He makes me feel so accepted and loved. Steve Carter is one of those special men who I am lucky to know personally.

And then there is the man of my dreams.
Blaine, thank you for helping to make us a family. You've made me a mother and wife and I've never been happier. Thank you for loving me and our children more than anything or anyone else. Thank you for working hard and providing for us. Thank you for honoring your priesthood. Thank you for being so patient. And thank you for playing with the kids. There's something to said for a dad who pretends to me a horse, who builds forts, who builds train-track masterpieces, and who creates Lego works of art. I'm sure the day will come soon when you'll be having tea parties and playing with dolls and Barbies too. I can't wait. You're a wonderful man and the best I know.