So for whatever reason, I really like it when he calls me "baby". Not just babe, but baby. It's really cute.
Like last night, he's all, "I had such a bad day today baby." Ahhhhhhhhhhhh I felt bad that he did, but I just kind of melted like chocolate in someone's pocket. I hate how easy he gets me.
And I really appreciated him opening up to me like he does. I can only hope he's appreciating that I'm opening up to him more as well. I've told him the past few times that he's made me mad. A couple times I did it without him having to ask. He's really good at making it better quick. If he can stay consistent with that, then I'm pretty sure I can stay consistent in telling him.
He's very good to me. And I think we're doing pretty well. Even with the constant change in our schedules. That will be another update for another day.