Exactly five years ago, Kyle and I were courting, and he took me to Silver Falls state park with lots of waterfalls and we walked around being cute and datesy. Then he pulled me off the trail to a little copse of moss-covered branches, got down on his knee, told me he loved me for the first time and asked me to marry him!
I slapped his face and told him to get a life. Just kidding. I said yes, and there was great amounts of kissing and giggling and I don’t believe my feet touched the ground the rest of the day. He took me back to my dorm so I could gleefully freak out with my girlfriends, then we both got all gussied up and he took me out to eat at a very nice restaurant in the big city. 
The next day he had a barbershop quartet come and serenade me in one of our classes together. The day after that, Valentine’s Day, we went to OMSI and Multnomah Falls.
Interestingly enough, the leap years make it so this year is a Thursday on the 12th . So it was a Thursday five years ago too.
I am still in love with him, and although sometimes I want to make him sleep on the lawn or run away to Paris, I stay and we keep growing. Three kids in five years=not easy, but Kyle is my teammate, and I love him.
Oh my goodness, the last photo of Peter is an exact duplicate of Kyle. I wouldn’t be able to tell them apart at this age!
A very, very happy Birthday sweet Peter