The day my husband asked me to marry him was one of the most memorable days in my life. There was no flash mob, lip dub performance or a crowded stadium of onlookers. Instead it was him, my (our) daughter, and me. We were sitting at my favorite breakfast place, my daughter and I seated side by side at our booth. I’ll never forget looking at her face when a tiny box containing a sparkly ring appeared. Both our faces lit up. “We” were going to marry daddy.