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.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Happy Halloween, Oliver
Oliver was a very fine bumble-bee, although he was the first growling insect I've ever met. (He growls, and then it is the job of whatever adult is handy to growl back at him. His mommy taught him that, and it's ridiculously cute.)
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