I bought a new quilt for Sarah's bed, and I stuck it in the closet and thought about whether we really needed it, whether she would like it, whether I should have spent the money, whether I should have taken it back, whether I should make her a quilt, whether this, whether that for months until the day came when I could no longer return it as Target has a 90 day return policy. So I put it on her bed. She saw it, squealed, shouted, "this is the most beautiful blanket ever," and jumped right on. She's been jumping on it ever since--and rolling, and reading, and playing with puppets, and cuddling, and making pretend snow angels, and sleeping. But mostly jumping!
I bought a new quilt for Sarah's bed, and I stuck it in the closet and thought about whether we really needed it, whether she would like it, whether I should have spent the money, whether I should have taken it back, whether I should make her a quilt, whether this, whether that for months until the day came when I could no longer return it as Target has a 90 day return policy. So I put it on her bed. She saw it, squealed, shouted, "this is the most beautiful blanket ever," and jumped right on. She's been jumping on it ever since--and rolling, and reading, and playing with puppets, and cuddling, and making pretend snow angels, and sleeping. But mostly jumping!
3 comments:
ahhhh, the great quilt debate settled
Plaid, pastel, puff & darn pretty.
I love that quilt! I think making your own is highly overrated. Who has the time (or money!)?
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