Lines!

Just a quick note here to remind me to write about Ben's obsession, since he was very young, with "lines."  Lines, meaning the lines you get on your skin when you fall asleep or lay on something textured and when you get up the imprint is in your skin.  His lines, mom's lines, dad's lines, doesn't matter.  If they are on him, he shows them off.  If they are on someone else he has to talk about them.  If you so much as get up from the couch he'll ask if you have any lines.  It's very odd.  He's so adorable.  I love my weird kids.