Last year, LatteGirl rather than allowing me to throw out a little sapling that had begun to grow in the cracks of the patio, decided that we needed to save it, and I discover that I have a Treehugger in the Making. Well, those plans got screwed up a bit when TheWife was cleaning out her annuals, saw the little tree sans leaves in the fall, and figuring it was dead, threw it out. Needless to say, LatteGirl was not please with this and despite repeated apologies from TheWife.
Fast forward, to this spring, once again, we have started a new sapling tree, pulled from the same little crack in the patio block. As we were cleaning up the yard, and TheWife was putting some dead annuals into the compost, LatteGirl stopped her, took her over to her little tree and said:
“Now Mommy, don’t forget this year. This is a tree. The leaves fall off of it in the Autumn. That is why it is also called ‘fall’. So please do not forget this and throw away my tree again! Can you do that for me, please?”
