We can't wait to celebrate with you!

We met at a bar through a mutual friend, I was spending the day with my mom and he had barely finished with the gym. When upon meeting for technically our second time he wouldn't stop rambling on and on and making jokes, I honestly didn't think he was someone that took anything seriously, I was being stand offish and that made him believe I was a snob. He was healing from a heart break and I was decently newly single. And we didn't like each other. But after a few more meetings hanging out at my apartment and him getting to know my son he fell for my son first and I fell for him after that. He unfortunately ended up needing a place to live and I had a couch. When he moved onto my couch he and I had gotten to know each other on a different level.... We fell in love with each other. The rest I guess you could say is history?