The rest of this "camping" arc

...Elly has a frying pan in one hand and a bucket full of water in the other. Mike folds his arms across his chest and mopes, "I hate camping, Mom. There's nothing to do." Edited based on cookie77 's comment below #7: A single-panel strip. It's pouring rain and John and Elly are loading up the car. Liz is sitting in the back seat and looking out the window with a worried expression on her ...