It has been a year and I still really miss my brother Oliver. Besides being so handsome, everyone would always say how good he was. My mom and dad always refered to him as "best boy". So I always aspired to be just like him. I never grew up to be the same size as him (over 100 lbs) but I try every day to be SO good. My dad keeps asking Mom, when did Bear become this good? She tells him that I always was good.
Well, I hope that they will call me best boy one day too. I would be so proud.