Around the time of that fateful "I love you" Ry invited me to go to Washington DC with his family. He had served his LDS mission there and his family was going back to visit and tour around.
He asked me to go and I was scared. Because I knew if I went, I was truly committing to him. now you might be saying... girl you already told this boy you loved him.. and i had. but going on a week long vacation on their family vacation seemed so intimate for me. i had not met all his family yet, i was nervous for the implications of going. but i went and it showed me how much i could truly love this boy.
we spent a week of march running around based on my {future} father-in-law's itinerary. he had a printed out copy of the week with times and what we were doing each day.. sat us down the first night and went over it.. had us up everyday by 630. he wasnt messing around. haha. and it was great because we were able to see everything.
now i could go on and on about DC. it was so fun getting to know his family and spending so much time with ry.
but the day that sticks out the most to me was the day we went to fords theater. ry did not stay with us the whole time because he was meeting a friend who he had served while on his mission so i went with his family by myself. the minute ry left the question came
so what are your intentions with my son?
they were half joking... half 100% serious. at that point, i knew i loved him. but i wasnt sure if i wanted them to know that. i am pretty sure i fumbled through the questions and the myriad of others that followed. it is hilarious to look back on it now.
even then.. i knew what my intentions were. my intentions were to marry that boy and make him mine forever.
