...and I teared up.
(...yes, I'm a little menopausal ~ but I don't think that totally discounts my point)
I started to realize that these humble, yet I think beautiful quilts may just be destined to become heirlooms. These quilts are being given as gifts to two young boys from their grandmother who carefully chose the fabrics to coincide with the interests of each boy. These aren't quilted in such a "fancy heirloom" way that they will be stored away in a closet because they are "too nice" to use.
...No these are the quilts they might...
Cuddle under when they are sick...or pull up tight around their necks when they are afraid at night.
These are the quilts that they will wrestle on with their favorite dog...watch TV on...and cry under when they are jilted by their first crush one day.
...And when they grow up, they will always, always remember their Grandma's love when they see them.
Enjoy the day!
PS ~ As I write this blog post, the cat and I are now curled up in my comfy chair, sitting under the quilt that lives draped over this chair in my living room... and yes, it's simply quilted with an allover meander :)