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things.”
    â€œOh, forget Janine,” I said. “Anyway, we’re all going to think of the symbol. We’re a club. We have to agree on things. Now, what could we use?”
    â€œWell,” said Mary Anne, “it could either be something that has to do with baby-sitters, like a child or a helping hand, or it could just be something we like: a rainbow or a shooting star or a frog—”
    â€œA frog!” I burst out. I began to giggle. So did Claudia and Stacey.
    Mary Anne looked embarrassed. Then she began to laugh, too.
    â€œHow about a warthog?” suggested Claudia.
    â€œA nerd!” said Stacey.
    â€œDog food!” We were all laughing so hard we could barely talk.
    â€œOkay, let’s be serious,” I said when we had calmed down. “Lunch is going to be over in ten minutes.”
    â€œHow about something with our names in it?” suggested Stacey.
    â€œYeah!” said Mary Anne and Claudia and I, but then we couldn’t think of anything.
    â€œHow about an alphabet block with our initials on it?” said Mary Anne.
    â€œThat’s cute,” said Claudia, “but there are four of us, and you can’t show more than three sides of a block at one time.”
    â€œOh … yeah,” said Mary Anne slowly. Claudia understands that kind of thing better than we do.
    â€œWait a minute!” Claudia cried. “I’ve got it. I could draw something like this.” She took the pen and paper from me and drew this:

    â€œThat’s terrific! Really terrific!” I exclaimed. “It’s perfect! Claudia, you’re a—” I stopped. I’dalmost said genius, but Claudia’s pretty touchy about that word. “—a pro,” I finished.
    The bell rang then and we had to go inside. But first we agreed to spend the weekend working on the Baby-sitters Club.

On Saturday, the four members of the Baby-sitters Club worked very hard. Mary Anne and Claudia and I called all the families we already baby-sat for and told them about the club. Then we wrote up a little ad about the club and phoned it into
The Stoneybrook News.
It would appear on Wednesday. We couldn’t wait to see it.
    Then Stacey had an idea. “I think we should elect, you know, officers of the club.” We were sitting around in Claudia’s room as usual.
    â€œOfficers?” Claudia repeated, looking confused. She was probably thinking of policemen.
    â€œYeah. A president, a vice president, a secretary, and … and …”
    â€œA treasurer!” I supplied. “Perfect. Four officers, four of us.”
    â€œOh, I get it,” said Claudia. “Well, I nominate Kristy for president. The club was her idea.”
    â€œI second it,” said Mary Anne.
    â€œMe, too,” said Stacey. “It’s unanimous.”
    I grinned. “Wow! Thanks, you guys. Okay, I nominate Claudia for vice president since we’re using her room and her phone and phone number. She may get a lot of calls to handle when the rest of us aren’t here.”
    â€œI second it,” said Mary Anne.
    â€œMe, too,” chimed in Stacey. “Unanimous again.”
    Claudia beamed. Mary Anne cleared her throat and looked around nervously. “Stacey, if you don’t mind, I’d like to be secretary. I’m good at writing things down.”
    â€œThat’s perfect,” said Stacey, “because I’m good with money and numbers. I was hoping I could be treasurer.”
    We didn’t even bother to vote on Mary Anne and Stacey since everything was working out so well.
    In celebration of the new officers, Claudia took a bag of Gummi Bears out of her pencil case and passed it around.
    Before the bag even reached Stacey, she leaped up, clapped her hands over her mouth, and exclaimed, “Oh, no! I have to go home, but I’ll be right back.”
    â€œStacey,” I said, “if you’re still on that dumbdiet, you