Bundled in a blue blanket on the Olivers’ doorstep, orphaned baby Olly resembles any other newborn, “except for the fur, the tail, the pointy teeth, and the purple horns.” His foster parents bypass his makeshift lemon-crate cradle for a wheelbarrow to suit his rapidly growing hulky frame. Olly’s skills progress accordingly; within one month, he learns to walk and to read and graduates from the local university. Comparable to a tame Bigfoot, this towering tyke meets an unusual friend of elephantine proportions with fortuitous results. With his lavender horns, gap-fanged smile and fluffy golden mane, Olly’s more lovable than formidable; he blows the wind for children’s kites and serves as a living waterslide for afternoons of play. Cushman’s varying perspectives provide effortless amusement as the pint-sized Olivers relate to their monstrous toddler. Soft watercolor spreads suit this small town, though the abundant white space occasionally provides a stark effect. While there is little conflict in this slight story, lively images provide a sizable read-aloud, starring one huggable critter, extra-large. (Picture book. 4-7)
