Here's the deal. C. promises she's gonna get her stuff on tomorrow (even though we don't usually put anything up on the weekends) because the Christmas program is tonight. Which Buddy and I are gonna go to, on account of C. and S. are starring in it. Like I say, you always gotta have a "Plan B" when you're a kid. Because everybody else's plans come before yours.
Not that I mind so much. And not that I ever cared before. It's just that this wilderness thing has become way important to me over the last year. No kidding. I've never been so busy in my life. Never been so excited, either. Because I really think we can make a difference here. Seriously. And if all of us Wilderness Protectors pick out even a little piece of the wilderness to take care of... well, then it's gonna add up to a whole lot. Take my word for it. I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if -- while all the adults in the world are busy trying to figure out how to fix everything that's gone wrong in the world lately -- we kids are just gonna go ahead and do it.
Buddy had to go home early today, too. On account of he has a family Christmas party to go to. Mom and I are gonna pick him up from there to go to C. and S.'s Christmas program. So, I'm sitting here all by myself, whomping out this journal entry, just because I wouldn't be able to sleep all night if I didn't. I guess it's because I feel like all you Wilderness Protectors are part of our patrol, too. And I'm the captain. I gotta think about these things.
Seriously.
W.K.
P.S. Hey -- I'm not alone after all -- my turtle friend just showed up. Don't laugh, but I actually think he's smiling.
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