What About Snap, Crackle, and Pop?

Twink is happy.
She thinks moving
is a big adventure.
She twirls George around.
She sings: “We’re moving! We’re moving!”

 

“What about Snap, Crackle, and Pop?”
I remind her.
“I’ll tell Daddy to pack them up,”
she says.
“You can’t pack up birds.”
“Mary Jo Dunbar packed up her bird
when she moved.”
“Mary Jo Dunbar’s bird
was a canary.
Snap, Crackle, and Pop
are wild birds.
They’ll have to stay here.”

 

“Then I’ll send them postcards.”
I roll my eyes at Twink.
“You know birds can’t read.”
“I know,” she says.
“I’ll ask the mailman
to read to them.”