Last week I finally finished the blond twin's baby quilt. Yes, I know I'm about six years too late, but it's done and it's wonderful. Even now she looks at each piece and wants to know the story behind the square. Why did I pick that shirt? What did it mean? Where did she wear it? Does Sissy have one like it on her quilt?
The quilt did exactly what I wanted. It is a memory book she'll be able to keep forever and pass it down to her children.
I guess I shouldn't call it her baby quilt. Even though I did start saving shirts when she was a baby, she's an adorable little girl now. Who has a little girl quilt though?
Already we're saving special shirts for her next quilt. Given how long it took me to finish her baby quilt, I'm guessing the next one will be for her eighth grade graduation.