Mrs. Bobolink was all a-flutter. And she spent so much time teaching her children to fly that they learned surprisingly fast. By the time an odd clackety-clack sounded across the meadow early one fine morning the Bobolink family was all ready to move.
Mrs. Bobolink was gathering her chil[p. 74]dren hastily about her when Bobby came hurrying back from a trip to the farm buildings. He had seen—as well as heard—the mowing-machine. And he knew there was no time to waste.
"Are you ready?" he called as he fluttered quickly down beside his family.
"Yes!" said Mrs. Bobolink.
"You haven't forgotten anything?"
She counted her children carefully before answering.
"No!" she said. "There are five of them here." And then, a look of dismay came over her face.
"My goodness!" she exclaimed. "I've forgotten to pick out a place to move to!"