When the girl was pregnant I began making quilts for Max...one adorable little quilt after another...until he had enough to throw up on, poop on and still be wrapped up in. But Max, as we soon learned, was not a quilt man...he preferred this:
His BIG gray crocheted blanket (made by his other grandma) and it is BIG...would fit on a full-size bed! He drags it everywhere and sleeps with it every night - it's with him as much as his thumb. So making Max any more quilts was just not in the cards...he was not interested in them and really didn't even like touching them...then I had an idea...
His Mickey Mouse quilt was a HUGE hit! He loved the colors and the letters but Mickey's face was the clincher! I had this quilted and the binding sewn on but it was not sewn down when Max saw it, I told him I needed to sew it and for the next two days Max would run to his quilt and say, "Gramma sew it! Gramma sew it!" When it was finally done we wrapped him up in his new quilt...he was mighty pleased!
Max carted his new quilt around with him when he was visiting his Great Grammy, then he took it home, to that black abyss known as his room...
When I told Max he could have a picnic on his new quilt, he couldn't wait! Oh course he had no idea what a picnic was but he was sure happy to sit and wait!
