Well, the Vikes won in convincing fashion today. Twinks lost, but they'll begin the playoffs in New York on Tuesday afternoon.

Kids are napping. I'm about to go out and mow the yard. Shouldn't grow too much more, as cold weather is spilling over us, might even get frost this week.

Lately when we're reading, I might stop and look at a picture or something, and John will say "Talk, Daddy, about Percy!" Or whatever. Or, if he wants me to go on to a different story he'll say "Talk, Daddy about Edward!" Funny.

There'e some kind of funny dinner theater at church tonight we'll probably go to.

Oop, John is up. I don't think he slept. He does that sometimes. So, better get out to the grass... The neighbor across the street must be bored. He's putting in underground sprinklers by himself.