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Just then, Mother came back with my new friend.

And my whole mouth came open, I tell you!

“A HULA GIRL BARBIE! IT'S A HULA GIRL BARBIE! I'VE ALWAYS, ALWAYS WANTED ONE OF THESE THINGS!” I said. “THANK YOU, MOTHER! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!”

I looked at Barbie through her box.

“Wow! Look! She has her very own hula skirt! And her very own hula sandals! Plus also, she's got a hula wreath around her neck!”

Mother smiled.

“It's not a hula wreath, Junie B. It's called a lei,” she said. “A lei is a necklace made of flowers. We'll see lots of them in Hawaii.”

I took Hula Girl Barbie out of her box. And I danced around some more.

“I think I will name her Delores,” I said. “Delores has a nice ring to it.”

Finally, I stopped dancing. And I introduced her to Philip.

“Philip Johnny Bob, meet Hula Girl Delores,” I said.

Hello, said Delores.

Whatever, said Philip.

After that, I put both of those guys in my backpack. And I zipped them up real tight.

“Now I won't even be boring on the plane! Right, Mother? Right? ’Cause first I will color. And then I will play with Hula Girl Delores. Plus also, I can take some pictures of the plane with my photo-journal camera!”

Mother gave me a hug. And she went to her room to pack her own suitcase.

As soon as she was gone, a scuffle broke out in my backpack.

I opened it up to see the trouble.

Philip said to please get him out of there right exactly now. On account of Hula Girl Delores was poking him with her pointy, hard hands.

I took him out and put him on my bed.

“Okay. You can stay out here for one more day, Phil,” I said. “But tomorrow you're going to have to ride in the backpack with Delores. Or else you won't be able to fly to Hawaii with us.”

Just then, chill bumps came on my arms.

“Hawaii, Phil,” I whispered. “We're really, really, really going to Hawaii.”

After that, I jumped off my bed.

And I straightened out my arms.

And I zoomed around my room like I was flying some more.

The next morning, we took baby Ollie to my grandma and grampa Miller's house. ’Cause that is where his vacation was going to be.

I kissed him goodbye. And I pretended I would miss him.

“Goodbye, little Ollie. I wish you could come with us,” I said real sad.

Everyone smiled at me.

Nice fibs are okay to say, I think. Only I'm not sure of the exact ruling on that.

After all of us said goodbye, me and Mother and Daddy drove to the airport.

And then what do you know?

We started waiting in a million jillion lines.

First, we waited in the “getting our car into the parking lot” line. Then we waited in the shuttle-bus line, and the “give the man your suitcase” line, and the “get your boarding passes here” line.

After that, there was just one more line to go. It is called the “now we're going to look through all of your stuff with our X-ray vision” line.

That line is exactly like the lines at Disneyland, except for it's longer. Plus there's no actual ride at the end.

While I waited, I unzipped my backpack. And I checked on my toys.

Philip Johnny Bob made grumpy elephant eyes at me.

Delores keeps poking me. Tell her to stop poking me, he grouched.

He turned back to Delores. And he did a grr.

Stay on your own side of the backpack, and I mean it, he said.

Just then, Daddy grabbed my backpack.

He quick zipped it up. And he shoved it into the X-ray-vision machine.

Only too bad for Philip Johnny Bob. ’Cause he wasn't actually expecting that situation. And the machine was very dark inside.

HEY! WHO TURNED OUT THE LIGHTS? he shouted. GET ME OUT OF HERE! GET ME OUT OF HERE!

Suddenly, the X-ray-vision man stopped the machine.

“Who said that?” he snapped. “Is someone trying to play games?”

Daddy did a little smile.

“Oh, uh … actually my daughter here said it,” he told him. “Sometimes she pretends that she's, well … you know … a stuffed elephant.”

The X-ray-vision man looked at Daddy real suspicious.

Then a lady pulled us out of the line.

And she made us hold out our arms.

And she waved a giant wand all around ourselves.

I clapped very thrilled.

“Hey! This is just like America's