6 weeks old February 16th
"Waye! Stop. Crying!" I say beginning to sob. I set him down in his crib and walk out his door and set on the steps, sobbing. I hear the door open and see Evan walking in.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
"He w-wont stop c-crying !" I say hiccuping.
He walks up the stairs and into the baby room. I hear him softly talking to him and the baby gets quieter. I get up and walk into the room and see him rocking him.
"Oh thank you." I say and he sets the baby down and hugs me.
"I love you honey."
"I love you more."
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March 2nd
"Jessie...." he says as I walk downstairs.
"What?"
I don't see him anywhere so I walk into the kitchen and he isn't there either.
I walk outside and he has a little quartet singing and he's in a tux. He walks up to me and gets down on his knee and opens the box. I cover my mouth beginning to cry.
"Jessie, make me the happiest man alive and marry me."
"No"
"What?" His smile vanishes.
"I'm kidding! Of course!" He slides the ring on my finger and picks me up spinning me around.
"Oh I love you Evan!"
