Don't we go slug racing?" Kevin suggests, "Why don't we go fishing?" "I got it! Why don't we go camping?" I say. Steven and Jack say "Yea!" at the same time. So we all go home to get ready.

Evan is in charge of packing food. Kevin is in charge of guiding us to the campsite. Jack is in charge of sleeping bags and tents, and Steven is in charge of flashlights, lanterns, and bug spray. I am in charge of, well, nothing! It was my idea after all. We planned to meet in my front yard at 12:00.