A Tree Named Evelyn

"Mom," my daughter said.  "I saved a tree!"

"You saved a tree?"  I asked.  "How did you do that?"

"I put it in a pot."

"That's a good trick," I said.  "Did it fit?"

"Yeah, it's just a baby.  Look."  She walked me over to a pot that was sitting on the kitchen counter.  Inside was a young pine tree.  Under the whole thing was a sign:  Evelyn.

"This is Evelyn the tree?"

"Yeah.  Isn't she cute?  Daddy was going to run her over with the lawnmower, and I saved her life.  Can we keep her?"

"Yes we keep her, but she has to go back outside in the spring."

So now ladies and gentlemen, we have a new pet in the house:  a tree named Evelyn.