I didn't see Ben tonight. I worked forever. Crap. Lage and I say at hamlin for a while.. Mostly in my car because the mosquitos were ridiculous. We do that a lot.. Sit at hamlin. He kind of layed to the side and his head was on my arm and I was twirling his cute curly hair and I told him not to cut it but I mean.. I was playing with his hair? What was I thinking? Like why? I don't know what I was doing or why or.. Is that wierd for us? I don't know. Does he love me as much as m and a say.. I don't want to hurt him.