Best Buddies, Three Amigos, Three Musketeers, Three Stooges... Whatever you call them, these are Myles' sidekicks. They laugh, they play, they fight... I just love this picture of them. ** Myles just loves his friends.

These boys are how we convince Myles that he wants to go to church every week. They have made nursery a fun time for him. Okay, so maybe Sacrament meeting (in the middle of the sacrament) isn't the time to catch up with your guys. Especially when all three families are sitting in different locations in the chapel.
The conversation went like this: (In their LOUDEST two-year-old voices)
Brod: MAMMAAMAA!
Myles: Brody?{sounds like Brobie} Brody? Mom where's Brody? BRODY? That's Brody!
Brig: What did he say? Birdie? Myles? What did you say?
Brod: Myles?...
They are too much fun.
{** Disclaimer: Both Brody and Brig arrived at our house with scratch and fat lip. Myles was not present when these injuries occurred. } After reading this post I realized Myles has a suspicious smile and his friends have injuries. Nothing, I repeat, nothing to do with him.