Whispering Bees

We’d just returned from Taekwondo and after parking the car and bustling about, Charles noticed that the boy was sitting on the driveway near the blooming and actively buzzing lavender in his stark white ghi.

“BW ~ Can you please get up off the driveway and go change into something else. You are going to stain your ghi.”

“Sure Daddy.  I’m just talking with the bees at the moment. I’ll be in when we’re done with our conversation.”

“Alright then. Be sure to say hi for me.”

“Sure thing Daddy.  But it’s not really that kind of conversation.”

“Ok, then.”

Never a dull moment in the Olson household I tell you what. Maybe that’s why we call him Bug Whisperer. 

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