On Thursday, September 6, 2001: I was impressed that my little girl ate 2 plums along with yogurt and some of my cheese for her breakfast. I took her to the to the mom and baby support group we had been attending at the Elisabeth Seaton childbirth center on 14th street where I realized that she was the oldest one there that day and that we would have to switch to the Tuesday toddler group. Afterwards I pushed the stroller to the Bleeker Street Playground, had a slice of pizza for lunch and then took the subway from West 4th to Chambers to see Rennie Harris and the Urban Bush Women performing in the World Trade Center Plaza. My Kid fell asleep on the train. The Husband met us there after work and we went home together. We had just discovered this was a a great place for us to meet at the end of the day, on our A-train subway line, halfway between our Brooklyn apartment in Fort Greene and The Husband’s Manhattan office in Chelsea.