Our love story begins at a baby shower. Yes. A baby shower. Not a bar. Not an app. Not even a wedding. Truly iconic. Katie was there supporting the mom-to-be. Mat was there supporting the dad-to-be. Neither had “meet future spouse” on their bingo card… but destiny apparently did. Some harmless flirting started happening between rounds of baby-themed games. Conversation turned into laughter. Laughter turned into “wait, I actually really like you.” And before anyone could stop him, Mat pulled off his boldest move of the night: asking for Katie’s phone number in the parking lot like a true romantic hero under fluorescent lighting. Katie said yes. (Thank goodness.) Texts were sent. Dates were planned. Feelings were caught. And somehow, two people who met because of other people’s baby are now getting married. Moral of the story: attend baby showers. You never know what might happen.

Saturday morning. January 17, 2026. 8:30 a.m. Which is important, because Katie is not an early riser. Mat very much is. So when Mat woke Katie up that morning, she was understandably confused, cozy, and only partially conscious. He announced that he had a surprise: a brand-new fishing pole for her. A pretty blue one. This felt suspicious, but also exciting. Mat said he needed help putting line on the pole, and in a half-asleep act of love and trust, Katie agreed. There she was, still waking up, holding the fishing line and trying to focus. Then, before she fully realized what was happening, something shiny slid down the pole. The ring. That’s when Mat asked Katie to be his forever fishing partner and to marry him. Still sleepy. Completely shocked. Overflowing with love. Katie said yes. And just like that, a quiet Saturday morning turned into the start of forever.