Timmy and Tamara continued to care for their eggs carefully. Tamara protected the eggs and Timmy looked after Tamara, fetching anything she wanted at any hour of the day.
They carefully monitored their precious eggs, looking closely at them every day to see if there were any signs of change. They longed for the day when their children would hatch and were becoming quite impatient.
One sunny day the moment arrived – a quiet cracking grew louder as the pink egg began to hatch.
Timmy and Tamara were joined by their first child, a daughter they named Tasha.
It wasn’t long before the green egg began to crack and they were joined by their second child, a son they named Tarquin.
They all watched the blue egg, waiting for the cracking to begin. But nothing happened. They watched and waited for a whole day and night before the egg started to move very slightly. They held their breath as the final egg cracked open and Tiny Tom emerged.
They were all surprised by how small he was, but they loved him greatly.
Before long Timmy and Tamara began to show their children around their special garden. Tamara took great delight in teaching them how to play hide and seek. Tasha had clearly inherited her Mother’s gift for hiding, and was often the last to be found.
And in the evenings, after their children were safely tucked up in bed, Timmy and Tamara would delight in watching their precious offspring sleep and look forward to all the adventures ahead of them.