When I pick Noah up the first thing I ask is "How was your day?" He likes school so he's usually had a good day. One particular day his reponse was:
"Well that's good."
"Actually it wasn't great. It was fantastic!"
"What made it fantastic?"
"Well, I made a new friend. His name is Miles. I think that's a funny name. And I think he likes to go for miles and miles and that's why his name is Miles."
"Or, I think maybe his parents liked that name and that's why they picked it for him."
"Oh, yeah. Probably. I like Miles, he's really nice." At that point I look at him in the rear view mirror and I see my sweet Noah with his head cocked to the side thinking of his new friend Miles and smiling. All I can see are his dimples-he is such a cutie!