Well, I'm back and this time maybe I'll continue with this.  Since my last post 4 years ago so much has happened...retired, moved, had a couple more grandchildren, started quilting, etc. etc. 

 A lap quilt I made for my mother as she was in the final stages of cancer.  It brightened her room for the last month before she died.

 Fisher -- my youngest grandchild.  He's just a few minutes younger than his twin sister, Meredith.

Yep, that's a barely warm marshmallow that passes for toasted when a 3 year old cannot wait any longer.