(upbeat music) Hey, Max.

- Yeah, Blueberry.

- Have you thought about what color you want to paint the seating?

Purple.

- I don't know.

Maybe.

- Oh, maybe orange?

(fast clicking) - Mm, too bold.

- Oh, what about yellow?

- Maybe Blueberry.

- Well, I'll make a list of colors, and then we can talk about it later, okay?

- Okay, Blueberry.

- I sure am glad to be back at camp.

This school year was a doozy.

- Yeah, well, we've been on vacation for a few weeks now.

I've had a great summer, so far.

- Oh, really?

Oh, what have you been up to?

- Let's see.

I got to visit my grandmother for her 60th birthday party.

We had cookies and cream cake.

- Oh, that sounds delicious.

- I got my braces off.

- Oh, your teeth look amazing.

- Thanks Blueberry Oh.

Oh, this is when we went to the carnival downtown.

And I got to see Chef Shawn in the dunk tank.

- Oh, I see.

He's all wet!

(laughs) - It was hilarious.

- Oh, I wish I could have been there.

- It was great.

- Hmm.

- So, what have you done so far this summer, Blueberry?

- Me?

- Mm hm.

- Oh, um, not much.

Not much, really.

- Well, that can't be true.

You're always up to something.

Well, I did have quite the summer adventure.

My parents and I went to the beach.

It was great.

We were sure to use lots of sunscreen.

Too much sun isn't great for a growing berry.

And then a giant octopus rose from the water, and then he simply .. - Wait a second.

That sounds pretty far fetched, Blueberry.

- Nuh uh.

His name was Oswald, and he really liked ice cream.

His favorite flavor was vanilla bean rainbow sherbert dream, which is my fourth favorite flavor, but I don't hold that against him.

- Let me stop you right there.

- Oh, okay.

I was just getting to the good part.

- I think you're telling a fib, Blueberry.

(gasp) A fib is when we tell untruthful things about things that don't matter.

- Well, it matters to me.

It was my summer vacation.

- Well, then, if you're making things up about something that does matter, you're lying.

(gasp, frantic breathing) I didn't mean to lie.

I ..

I just wanted my summer vacation to sound as cool as yours.

I was afraid if it was boring, you wouldn't want to be friends anymore.

- Oh.

Blueberry.

Telling fibs and lies can have negative consequences.

People will stop believing you even when you're telling the truth.

- I'm sorry, Max.

- It's okay.

I know you were nervous, but you never have to be nervous about wondering if I'm going to be friends with you or not.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Ooohh kay.

- Ok, let's start from the beginning.

What did you do this summer, Blueberry?

Well, we really did go to the beach, and my dad got so sunburned.

(laughs) He's okay.

I also went ziplining through the Ozark Forest.

I was at least five inches off the ground.

And then I competed against my friend Theodore in a hot dog eating contest.

I won!

I planted a jelly bean garden, but nothing grew.

I ate the jelly beans.

And then I hit the game winning home run in a softball game.

The ball went in to the next county.

Seriously!

(happy music, whistling)