When the Leaves Change

I have spent the last couple of months explaining to the Squeaker, "We will have a new baby in our house when the leaves change color."

Today I looked up at the mountains and saw that the trees were turning red. I guess that means we are go.

Also today is my birthday. I bought a bunch of ice cream and ate it with my friends on the grass in the shade. It was a wonderful birthday treat. I have been truly blessed with some exceptional friends.

If my baby is born today, it will be my Birthday Present (in capitals). I think I will call it My Precious [Last Name].