Late last night he called me into the bathroom saying that he didnt feel well. I said okay let me go get some Peptobismol because he didnt looks so well. But in the back of my mind I'm thinking....I hope we are Prego and your getting the symptoms...lol. Then as I turned around to head towards the kitchen he said, wait, he was already on his knees and said, "Will you marry me?" I said yes....and its about damm time. I told him later on, It now makes sense.....I was wondering what conversation you were having with my Father about a week ago.