goodbye 850!

Grandma!

One of Kate’s many businesses

prospect park in the fog

bffs

Kate’s (dark) poem

I’m a member of Abigail’s gnome club! We made hats!

Molly in the bag on the subway

pensive kate

Craig installing Dad’s Durham prints in NB

furniture refugees from 850 in the library

sisterly love!

short hair rocks!

long hair kisses-

Both of my kids have hit the age where it no longer feels like I should be posting images and stories of them without their ok- thus the slowdown on Pudding Plaza. But here’s a moment I have to share- and luckily, Abigail agrees. Abigail’s haircut before/after.

Molly snuggles up

Prospect Park after the first snow fall

Abigail’s treatise

new shoes in Nashville

Grandma C love

Craig’s bi bim bap

Kate’s new business

Abigail’s reading Olivia Kidney- her current fave

Prospect Park in the mist

Three muskateers

At the National Brain Tumor Society office

Susi’s bi bim bap

log cabin quilt in the works (still)

Jonsara’s birthday

Jonsara’s contribution to the quilting project

I used to crave avocado,

But now its mushy green inside doesn’t appeal to me.

I used to want a younger sibling,

But now I figure another sibling would take away attention

from me and Kate.

I used to long for homework,

But now it seems such a schlepp,

not to have the night for a game or reading.

Flow your epic lines through my head of aimless ideas and remind me of my determination to complete my quest of being bought for I longed to be bragged about and to be packed with nutritious foods, with food products artificial or even moldy for I belived with all my plug that even though I am a low-tech fridge I am still worth the money.