My little Laura was wrapped in her "special blanket" yesterday morning. She was peaceful, happy and had her best playmate with her. This blanket was made by a very wonderful lady and it was a beautifully made blanket. Laura has slept with, eaten with, traveled with, played with this blanket nonstop for the last four years. Now this blanket is thin, tired, and torn. So I asked her if she wanted her blanket with her as she grew up. She said yes, but I didn't think it was going to make it and I told her this. She put on a very brave face and said she wanted to put it in a box and keep it safe...all said with huge tears rolling down her face. She suggested the attic, but I thought she needed it closer. We bought a special pretty box at the craft store, and she gently put her blanket in the box. We made a
pretty label and she put it under her bed. She can open it and look at it any time she wants. But she still needed a trusty playmate. While at the store she picked out some fabric to make a new blanket that she didn't have to be careful with. As you can she, she felt much better. Her "special blanket" can't be replaced, but this is a good compromise so she doesn't snuggle her blanket into the puffs of what once was.
I also finished a blanket I was making for Mark, and he wanted to be right there for the dirty work too. I tried to get him to snuggle up with the blanket once it was finished, but he's already made his choice about another. Oh, well. By the way...I'm still sewing today and I'll show you what it is later. Nothing big, but fun for me.