
For my youngest daughter, I had made a quilt..totally hand stitched. Confined to bed during the entire pregnancy...i stitched and stitched... My plan had always been to hang onto this for her "keepsake."
Cass loves her blanket. The colors and style weren't made in a "babyish" way...so she has continued to use it for years....and years....and years...and then i STOLE it. After a quick run (giggling) through the house...with her in hot pursuit..i gave it back. She said it was the perfect weight and size for everything...folded into a great pillow...watching TV...etc.
And i get it...it is/was a good size. As she went off to college...luckily the quilt stayed home. In it's battered and very fragile state she was afraid it would be DISRESPECTED. Her words...she cracks me up.
I met up with her this weekend for a ball game at college and gifted her with a "new" quilt. It'll do mom...It'll do...big smile on her face. GOT TO LOVE THAT :)
p.s. of course, same size & weight!