My family and I recently moved after living in one house for nine and a half years. As I was feeling overwhelmed with a new baby (#6) and packing, a few things helped me pause to be grateful for this new, exciting change and adventure. One was simply how many quilts I own! I have so many and I only made one of them myself! (Probably a bad thing to confess as a contributor to this blog.) I have bought only one comforter and that was when my husband and I first got married 14 years ago. All the other baby quilts, snuggling quilts, kids’ bedspreads, my bedspreads, picnic blankets, movie quilts, and so on, are all from the amazing talents and generosity of my mother and my mother-in-law.
I’m so grateful they supply my family with these quilts that bring wonderful memories into our home. There’s the picnic blanket made from our old jeans, with the song stitched into the edges, “Going on a picnic, leaving right away, if it doesn’t rain we’ll stay all day…” We have the kid’s quilts that I have based their whole room decor around: space for the boys and vibrant flowers for the girls.
Each child has a snuggly quilt made with love in the form of minky from Grandma (my Mother). Another quilt made from my deceased father-in-law’s old work shirts will be used in the kids’ future fort we’re building in the new backyard, with love from Grandma (my husband’s mother). And many, more–too many to name, but each bringing with it the love of our mothers, and fun memories for our family. What do you do with your quilts? Happy Thursday!
