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!