Sam the Man is back with not one, but TWO plans in this third hilarious chapter book in the Sam the Man series from Frances O’Roark Dowell. Sam Graham is a dragon fan and a big truck man. Monster trucks to be specific. And when the family minivan needs replacing, Sam has the perfect plan: get a family monster truck instead! But convincing Mom that a monster truck is the way to go may prove to be a little too difficult, even for Sam. So he comes up with plan number two: Turn the minivan into a monster minivan with a super-cool dragon painted on it! First, though, Sam has to convince his family why a monster minivan is the best choice—oh, and learn how to paint a dragon… Frances O’Roark Dowell is the bestselling and critically acclaimed author of Dovey Coe , which won the Edgar Award and the William Allen White Award; Where I’d Like to Be ; The Secret Language of Girls and its sequels The Kind of Friends We Used to Be and The Sound of Your Voice, Only Really Far Away ; Chicken Boy ; Shooting the Moon , which was awarded the Christopher Award; the Phineas L. MacGuire series; Falling In ; The Second Life of Abigail Walker , which received three starred reviews; Anybody Shining; Ten Miles Past Normal ; Trouble the Water ; the Sam the Man series; The Class ; How to Build a Story ; and most recently, Hazard . She lives with her family in Durham, North Carolina. Connect with Frances online at FrancesDowell.com. Amy June Bates is the author-illustrator of The Big Umbrella and The Welcome Home . She is also the illustrator of the New York Times bestseller The Leadership Journey by Doris Kearns Goodwin; Sweet Dreams and That’s What I’d Do , both by singer-songwriter Jewel; Waiting for the Magic by Patricia MacLachlan; Joey: The Story of Joe Biden by Dr. Jill Biden; and many others. She has three children and lives in Carlisle, Pennsylvania, with her husband and her devilishly handsome Labrador, Mr. Mochi. Sam the Man & the Dragon Van Plan The Monster Truck Plan Sam Graham was a monster truck man. Every year he and his dad went to the Monster Truck Jam downtown. They cheered for trucks with names like “Master of Disaster” and “Big Dawg.” Sam’s dad made him put squishy orange earplugs in his ears, but he could still hear the roaring engines as the trucks raced across the arena. Every year Sam asked his dad if they could get a monster truck of their own, and every year his dad said, “Sorry, Sam the Man, we’re sticking with our minivan.” Every year Sam pointed out that there was never a minivan jam at the downtown arena. “You know what a monster truck would be great for?” Sam asked one morning at breakfast. “If there were a huge blizzard and you were out of milk, a monster truck would get you to the store.” “So would a snowplow,” Sam’s sister, Annabelle, pointed out. Annabelle was in sixth grade and always pointing out stuff to Sam, who was in second grade and was tired of people always pointing out stuff to him. “A snowplow wouldn’t be any good in summer,” Sam replied. “But you could take a monster truck camping. You could roll out your sleeping bags underneath it. It’s like an automatic roof.” “But where would you put your camping gear when you were driving?” Annabelle asked. “In the truck bed, of course!” Sam said, wondering how someone as smart as Annabelle could be so dumb. “What if it rains?” Sam rolled his eyes at his sister. “You get waterproof stuff for camping. Everybody knows that!” Annabelle picked up the sports page. She looked like she was losing interest in the conversation. “What about the fact that it’s illegal to drive monster trucks on regular streets?” she asked. “Wouldn’t that be a problem?” Sam stood up and carried his cereal bowl over to the kitchen sink. He was losing interest in this conversation too, especially because Annabelle didn’t know what she was talking about. If anyone would know about trucks, Sam thought as he put on his coat and hat, it would be Miss Louise, the school bus driver. A school bus was even bigger than a monster truck, although it wasn’t as high up in the air, and it usually didn’t have a scary monster face drawn on the hood. In fact, buses never had anything good painted on them. Sam could think of a million things you could paint on a school bus—dragon scales would be cool, and so would big, creepy eyes around the headlights so that maybe the front of the bus looked like a really spooky jack-o’-lantern. “Do you think Miss Louise has ever driven a monster truck?” Sam asked his friend Gavin as they waited at the bus stop. “I think she’d be good at it.” “Miss Louise would be an awesome monster truck driver!” Gavin agreed. “But once, I heard her say that she spends her weekends making cat videos. Did you know she has five cats?” “I wonder if her cats like chickens?” Sam had a chicken named Helga who lived in a coop at his neighbor’s house. Mrs. Kerner had five chickens, and Sam’s friend Mr. Stock