Remembering Grandma

My maternal grandmother has always been a quilter. She made a baby quilt for each of her 45 grandchildren and made many others, I'm sure. When I started college (a while ago!), she sent me a twin-sized quilt that I loved. One side was a faux brown fur, the other was a leopard print. My roommates thought it was hilarious because a) they were freshmen, b) they had never seen anything like it, and c) they didn't think it fit my personality. I loved it because it was an unexpected gift from my grandma--a gift of love--plus I really needed a blanket for my bed. After I got married, I let my children use it on their beds although it's now starting to show its age. It's probably time to retire it.

Now I'm carrying on the tradition with my own children. I made quilts for my first two boys when they were freshmen in college. Here's my third son wearing his quilt. He started college back in September so obviously I was a little slow getting it finished--but I did finally get it done. The colors are pretty masculine but they seem appropriate for an 18-year-old boy. The side you can't really see is a black faux fur that's soft and cozy. I hope it keeps him warm, reminds him how much his mother loves him, and that he doesn't stay up too late at night!

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