In the misty, mossy morning deep in a Redwood grove, Lulu woke up from her winter slumber. She stretched, looked around her ladybug log, and was dazzled by the sea of black spots. Some bugs had 8 spots, 10 spots, 12 spots, or more. Lulu looked back to count her own spots.

One...two... Two measly spots!

Only two spots when other ladybugs have so many more?

"Two spots aren't enough for me," she grumbled to Gran-Dottie, who had oodles of spots. "I'm off to find more!"

Try to keep up with Lulu as she flies through the forest and finds lots of spots, but some in the wrong places. Will she ever have enough?