Cheyenne and Ryan first crossed paths in passing—just a quick encounter, the kind the universe sets up as a preview. That night, Cheyenne remembers thinking Ryan was hilarious, with a quirky charm that reminded her of a young Adam Sandler. But it wasn’t until months later, on a night when neither of them really felt like going out, that fate decided to stir the pot.

Cheyenne had just woken up from a nap. Ryan was battling an ongoing feud with his stomach and looked like he’d lost the war. Both showed up anyway—half-awake, slightly chaotic, and completely unprepared to meet someone. Cheyenne figured she didn’t have a chance. Ryan showed up in his trusty "beater," thinking if he looked too put together, it might send the wrong message. Spoiler: it sent the right one.

Ryan's first thought? "She's different." She read books. She was smart, interesting, and yeah—he noticed the cute smile (and the butt, if we’re being honest). Cheyenne thought Ryan was shy and possibly not interested, but that goofy grin and his ability to make her laugh chipped away at the doubt.

They didn’t fall in love all at once. It built—like the slow climb before the best part of a roller coaster. For Ryan, it was the way Cheyenne lit up while playing with his dog, Lilly. That moment, watching his two girls together, locked it in. For Cheyenne, it was a long, exhausting day—work had drained her, the kids were wild, and her friend had come over for a bit. Ryan showed up, pizza in hand, kids in tow, and gave her space to breathe. As she sat on the couch watching him with her boys, she turned to her friend and said, “I’m going to marry him.”

They’ve grown through the real stuff. Merging lives, building a home, and watching Ryan step into a role bigger than himself—partner, protector, father figure. He never tried to replace anyone. He just showed up fully. Always.

What they love most? The way they just work. Whether they’re building something, chasing sunsets, or surviving the everyday chaos, they’re a team. There's trust. Laughter. And a mutual inability to stay mad for long.

The proposal? Straight out of a dream. On a family trip to Florida, after a magical day at Disney, Ryan led Cheyenne to the castle after the fireworks lit up the night sky. With the stars above and the magic still hanging in the air, he dropped to one knee, giving her the fairytale ending—and beginning—she never saw coming.

Thank you so much for taking the time to browse our registry! We are really looking forward to a getaway to Puerto Rico for our honeymoon and making some updates to our home!