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!