Monday, May 11, 2009


Have I mentioned lately that my parents are awesome?

My mom is a quilting genius. She and my grandma made each of my siblings and I a quilt when we were itty, bitty babies. They've all been through a million washes, re-stuffings, little fixes.

Mine is "The Princess Blanket." Isn't she gorgeous? Mine's the best. (I'm the favorite.)

A little aside about the princess blanket:

My dearly beloved is very manly. Except when it comes to my blanket. Then he dissolves into a puddle of gooey softness. Once upon a time, he was just finishing a shower when he heard a key in the lock. Knowing it was too early for my return from work, he wrapped the princess blanket around himself, toga style just in time to see our landlord entering the apartment accompanied by a pair of perspective renters!

"Oops, thought the place was empty," she muttered, shutting the door.


My mom has continued the tradition, making each of her grandkids a blanket, I believe for their first birthday.

Last Christmas, after eight years of marriage, Steve became an official member of the family and was presented with his very own quilt, "The Michigan Blankie." He's spoiled, don't you think? Yeah, he is. It's okay, you can say it. It's okay though, I steal it most nights.

For a wedding gift, my mom made us a picture quilt. It's huge. The left side is my family, Steven's is on the right, and the center strip is all about the wedding. When she showed it to me, I told myself I wouldn't ever sleep with it, only hang it up and stare at it.

I lied.

It's so comfortable! I can't help myself. Especially when I'm homesick, it's so nice to curl up with. Until I wake up to see my grandma staring at me, that is. Then it's just creepy.

I find myself breaking it out whenever visitors come around. What's better than a family photo album? A family photo album that keeps you warm while you look at it.


Granny on the Web said...

I adore quilts, and have attempted to make in the past, only managed one as it took me so long.
? how on earth did the photographs get on the fabric ?
What a lovely tradition to carry on.
Lucky you!
Love Granny

Suldog said...

Oh, man, I wonder what thoughts go through the minds of the landlord and the prospective renters to this very day? :-)

Sandi McBride said...

You're absolutely spot on...your Mom and Grandma are quilting geniuses!!
Oh for a touch of that talent!

Woman in a Window said...

That's a talent I wish I had. I lament it and then don't do anything about it. The tradition of quilt as gift is wonderful. Your mom rocks!

BECKY said...

well dear sister, i will have you know that my precious "blankie" has NEVER had to endure a fixin...yes it has no visible puppies, however they are there in spirit. AND mine is the comfyist and i sleep with it everyday...sometimes kaeden says its his because his mean old grannie wont make him his own until he sleeps in a big boy bed but still....mine is the best and the HAH! ANd I dont have to have my grandmother looking at me when i wake up. AND i got one made last year bigger that anyones SO HAHAHAHAHAHAH

imbeingheldhostage said...

That is a super idea, they're wonderful!