"Ok champ, do it just like we rehearsed," Lance said to your 3 year old son. Lance followed him into the kitchen as he ran up to you, "Mommy look at the jacket Lance got me!" He turned around to show you that 'LITTLE TUCKER' was spelled across the back. You looked at Lance confused. Lance pulled out one for you from behind his back and held it up. 'MRS. TUCKER' was on yours. "I think it's time we became team Tucker," Lance said getting down on one knee. "Marry me?"
AH THIS IS SO CUTE OMG