Little bro

Little bro turns 21 in June but sometimes we still treat him like he is 12. This is evident in our family conversations. He mentioned over dinner that he was planning a camping trip at the Wilson Promontory. Here's our advices that we kindly dished out to him:

Dad: Do not pitch your tent next to the sea
Mum: Do not touch bugs
Me: Do not start your journey at night. You should pitch your tent when there's daylight
Mum: Do not dive (head first) into the river

Little bro wasn't happy. He retorted that he will make sure that waves crash into his tent, he will pick up every caterpillar he finds, dive into a river that's saturated with fishing hooks hanging from fishing lines and start his journey at 8.30 pm.