Did you know that mud is slimy,

Wet,

And GROSS.

I mean every bit of it.

If you see it,

You will agree with me.

Trust me.

Mud, mud, everywhere!

Brown and sometimes black

MUD.

Some grass is right by

That slimy and disgusting mud.

Look closely.

There it is, sprouting up.

Green grass is almost here!

One day Karis and I went camping at Brooke and Karis Creek Hill. People said it was nice.

“Let’s go get some firewood for the fire tonight,” Karis said to me.

“Okay,” I said. “I’ll start the fire tonight. Then you can tomorrow night,” I said.

“Okay,” Karis agreed.

“I’ll get the marshmallows!”

“I’ll get the graham crackers and chocolate!” Karis said to me.

“Okay,” I said.

“Ha, ha,” Karis said to me.

“Ha, ha,” I said to her.

We sang songs. I chose “Buckets of Holes in the Wall, 1,2, 3.” I sang all the way to one hundred!