“No, mommy, I DON’T want to eat more.” I swear he can shut his mouth so tight it’s safer than a safe deposit box.
I have been meaning to mention the absolutely fabulous quilt Grandma Deborah made for Benji. Originally she asked about colors, and I remembered a blanket I had when I was a kid. It had blue and white stripes of varying thickness that I drove my Hotwheels and Micro Machines on, and when bunched up made hills and valleys and intersections. I told Deborah about that and suggested some kind of road for Benji to drive toys on. This is what Deborah created.
Really none of these pictures do justice to this amazing work of art. She designed the entire thing herself, and only a few of the elements had patterns. The rest she created from scratch, too.
You can’t see it in the pictures, but she used the quilting to add detail to each element. Clouds, grass, road lines, building details, driveways, the airport runway… It is wonderful. I could not be more delighted, and I know Benji will spend many happy hours playing on it. For now, until he’s older, we’re going to hang it in his bedroom as the art it is.
So: Although it sounds, and is, inadequate, THANK YOU, Deborah, for the quilt.