The boy doesn't stop. Seriously. He loves to talk to anybody and everybody and tries to accomplish that on a daily basis.
He also loves to give talks at church (he often laments to me after I ask him how church/primary was - "I didn't get to talk at all in the microphone."). But a couple weeks ago Miles got to give the Primary talk. I was so excited when I heard what the topic was: "Heavenly Father hears and answers prayers." We had talked about a story of Ben as a young boy (before I knew about this talk) that fit perfectly with this topic.
Miles was also the spotlight boy that day and so got to "show'n'tell" all the stuff he'd picked out at home to describe him (track excavator, airplane, noodle, marshmallow, art project - "i'm a good artist" - cabellas' hat, and a book). Later he got to give his talk.
Ben prompted him with the beginning stuff: "My talk is on. . . " Then Ben told Miles to tell his 2 stories. He first told of the time he had a kanker sore and prayed it would go away and then the next morning it was gone! "And that's the end of my story." Then he told the story of Ben hiking with his fam - when Ben was 4 - and a huge hailstorm, with hail "as big as. . . golf balls," came and pelted everybody. Ben then asked his dad to pray, they did, and the storm ceased. Miles told it very well. Then Ben prompted him with the ending stuff. I loved it. I loved him. And, yes, I was very proud of my little-big Boy.