"No birds, no bees
No flowers, no leaves
No wonder, November"

Ever year on the first day of this month since I can remember my Mom says that little poem, and writes it places where everyone can see it. I bet it was written on the dry erase board in our kitchen, that she uses to keep track of everyone's responsibilities that day, with a picture of a tree with colored leaves falling. :-) She also sent me an email with it in the body. Ahh... traditions.



This year I was in Provo on Halloween and when Brian called to read scriptures and say prayer with me he said "Happy almost November!" and I shared the poem with him. My mom has trained me well. I wonder if my great-grandchildren will know the poem, and I wonder when my Mom first heard it...

Well, I feel like my whole life is leading up to the momentous events of January. I don't even think I've thought about my life after that point in detail. Like, is there going to be a February, 2007? Whoah. We'll have a baby then. Ahhhh!