A sinus infection and three days of insomnia have left me all but brain dead today. It is rarely a good sign when I am typing on my computer in a more or less horizontal position.

The beautiful warm sunny morning has ended with a chilly breeze and a pile of clouds slumping in to cover the sky. It�s starting to look more like November.

Today was the last day of AJ�s preschool until after Thanksgiving. We picked up a motherlode of art projects, mostly turkey related. The best was a turkey made out of a paper plate, googly eyes, and cutouts of the shape of AJ�s hand on different colored construction paper. Nothing says holidays like googly eyes.

AJ has become fascinated with football, the legacy, no doubt, of being the son of a Bears fan and the grandson of an ex-football player for a Big Ten school, both of whom are prepping him for bowl season. He was running around in his football pajamas last night with his Nerf football. My husband pretended to tackle him, shouting as he did so, �Tackle!� After he got the ball, he told AJ, �Tackle me!� AJ set his jaw and set off at a run toward his dad. When he got there, instead of jumping on him, he started wiggling his fingers: there�s a fine line between �tackle� and �tickle.� Football might be a lot more entertaining if this little technique was part of the arsenal.

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