:: the pudginess of Ben’s cheeks and how it feels against my lips
:: Miles using his fingers as characters from his vivid imagination
:: Ben calling Miles “Mo” or “Bo” for brother
:: Miles saying, “gwirll” for “girl”
:: Ben saying, “poot” for “poop”
:: the complete love and trust with which Miles and Ben hug each other
:: the true sincerity in their voices when they say “I love you” to one another
:: Ben and I saying, “I’m scared, hold me tight” just for an excuse to squeeze each other close. Then we pull away, nose to nose, and laugh into each other’s eyes, then do it all over again.