"Come, little leaves," said the wind one day.

its 1:17 pm, the leaves are scattering past the window as the trees blow back and forth from the cool fall breeze.
sitting there in the rocking chair, my eyelids got heavier and heavier. so i convinced my feet to move and i came out to the office. needless to say, its not much better here. all the children are asleep and its so quiet that you can actually hear yourself think. in my case snore. even my bump is asleep. lately i have found myself wondering exactly what junior is going to look like when he comes out. blue eyes or green, maybe brown.... black or brown hair. will he have my smile or his? chubby or tiny. just thoughts that occupy my day dreams daily. and when you are pregnant, i guess one tends to daydream a lot. at any rate, i guess ill go back to my window. watch a few more leaves and pass the time away til time to go home.

~kitte