We were in the middle of the week of our vacation in Destin, FL. We decided that day to rent a pontoon and snorkel with my family. After the proposal was when he told me his actual plan. He had bought a little treasure chest jewelry box with me the night before, said he was buying it for his mother. Anyways, his plan was to bury that treasure chest in the sand and him tell me he found something that I needed to come look at. Well, that did not work out because the waves were so rough. He said he didn't want to risk loosing the ring with the waves, but he had it in the ocean to begin with? A whole lot braver than me! Because the waves were rough and he didn't want to bury it, he found a hollow tree stump in the middle of the water and just decided to place the box in there. All this was going on with him and my father, and I'm just to the side doing who knows what. I never pay attention. Then all of the sudden I hear Devon scream and I turn around to see something being flown into the air. But don't worry! It wasn't the ring box, it was a crab that pinched onto him while he was putting the box into the tree and he just slung it off. Fast forward a couple minutes when everything is in place, I hear him and my father both loudly say "Cheyenne, there is something in this tree stump". So I go over there and see Devon pull out the treasure chest and knowing me, I really thought we had picked up a long lost treasure like something Romeo gave to Juliet. I even remember whispering to Devon "Whatever we find, don't tell mom and dad". Well surprise! The treasure in it was actually for me.