Mr. Tree has lived here for some time now, but it is only recently that the girls truly discovered their love for him. They surround him and sit at his feet day after day, cleaning between his toes. At various times during the day they take turns leaving their gift of gratitude. They entrust him with their most precious possession, an egg :). Each one vigorously announces that they've left this gift; proud to let the world know that they've done it! Or, is it the same RELIEF we feel when a job is well done and we want to shout it to the world?! The analogies could go on forever here.....
