"C'mon. It'll be fun. I want to go see it."
"I want to go tonight."
"Yeah, but I want to get out and go up to it."
After we have circled the entire tree and discussed the possibility of climbing it, I look at him, about to ask if I can go. He takes a step away from me, looks at the ground, and gets down on one knee.
I can't breathe.
My heart is racing.
"Lindsay Caroline Widenhouse, will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"
I just continue to gasp for air. (Although I'd like to say that I responded eloquently in the affirmative).
Eventually, I say yes, and he slides the ring onto my finger.