An incomplete chronicle of the life of Oliver by his aunt. This will probably embarrass him later in life, but I swear, that's not why I'm doing it.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Hop on Pop
Yesterday was very beautiful -- sunny, 80 degrees, dry, and a little bit windy -- but nothing too exciting was happening, so I went over to see Oliver.
Oliver noticed that I was a little out of sorts, so he suggested that we read a story. Hop on Pop is just as cool as Harry Potter when you get to read it with the right person.
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