This is the treehouse in Kent's parents' backyard.
Six and a half years ago, this happened there:
|Kent thought up the menu himself, and his mom helped with all the details. His dad served as our waiter.|
Kent proposed to me in this treehouse. We had dinner up there, but neither of us ate very much. I knew what was coming, and I just wanted him to get to it already!
The words he said, the way I felt; it's a precious sweet memory.
And now look at us.Life is good.