Sunday, June 21, 2015

Father's Day 2015

Father's Day!  I love this day.  As each year comes and goes and I get to reflect on this giant of a man that I chose to link my life with and raise four little rugrats with, I sit back in awe at the man he is becoming.

This year, I decided to record interviews with each of our children about what they think of their dad.  It's pretty funny to see their little personalities be displayed in each video.  For example, Jake's video is half the length of Caleb's.  Jake is a boy of few words, whereas his brother is very verbal and it comes across in the video.  During Michaela's interview, Em was angry with me and kept slamming her bedroom door.  Stinker.  And now I have documentation to show her when she is older and I can use it for blackmail.







I apologize for my cut off head, I didn't realize I hadn't positioned the camera high enough!  Oh, well!


I found this cute idea on Pinterest and the kids and I made it for Father's Day.  Can't wait to hang it on the wall.


To illustrate what a great father and husband Mike is, let me give you a quick recap of our day.  The kids and I got up, had breakfast and got ready for church.  As we were climbing in the van, Mike got home from a 24 hour Airmed shift.  We got to church and saved a seat for him while he showered and got ready.  He walked to church to save having to drive two vehicles.  During Sacrament Meeting, Emily crawled into her daddy's lap and stayed there the whole hour.  This is pretty par for the course.  Michaela scooted by him and leaned her head on his large shoulders. 12 PM, Mike and I headed to teach our Primary Class.  He helped gently keep everyone quiet and respectful during singing and sharing time.  He politely and quietly escorted one boy to the bathroom who kept trying to play with his boogers and then climb into Mike's lap.

2 PM, we got home and I kept having to shoo Mike out of the kitchen because he kept wanting to help me, feeling bad that I was working on a dinner that was all for him. I called to the kids to enlist their help.  They didn't come.  Mike went and had a little talking with them to get them to come help and I had to tell him to go relax and I could take care of it, after all this day was supposed to be a day of relaxation for him.  He finally went to take a much needed nap.  The kids pitched in: the girls shucked corn, Caleb cut up potatoes and Jake emptied the dishwasher.  The girls, Caleb and I made Daddy's Father's Day treat: Reese's Peanut Butter Cup Truffles.  Jake got his Family Home Evening lesson prepared.  4:15 PM, I got Mike up so we could have an early dinner.  (He had to leave for work again at 5:30 PM.)  I did ask for his help in grilling the baby back ribs he had requested for dinner.  He is the griller in the family and I was a little worried I would burn them.  However, I had slow cooked them in the oven for over 3 hours and they were falling off the bones when he brought them in to the kitchen after searing them on the grill.  S-c-r-u-m-p-t-i-o-u-s!  Phew, I didn't ruin them.  After dinner we ate his treat, held a short family home evening and Mike took off for work.

How we love Michael Timothy Kessel!  He is steady.  He is strong.  He is funny.  He is humble.  He is hardworking.  He is a protector and he is selfless.  Love you, Miggy!  Thanks for all you do!