From sahm to mil in 22 short years

Well you knew this was coming, right? I mean, look at the situation:

My son. Proposed marriage. To his girlfriend.

(hereafter referred to as Sarah, which also happens to be her name)

Naturally, there must be some kind of retrospective including the phrases:

“They grow up so fast” and “It all happened so fast” and “don’t lick my phone”

(oh wait, that last one is not for this post, sorry)

It all started like this:

 and progressed rapidly to this:

After a short time, we ended up with this:

which grew into this:             

and then this:   

Then Monday, we found our selves looking at this:

Wow.

That escalated quickly.