Blankets
I'm sure most of us have at one point in our lives had a favorite blanket or quilt or snuggly thing. For most of my childhood, it was a pillowcase or sheet and it was called my "buppy." (I think it lasted until I was 12 or so, embarrassingly).
We've got some blanket attachments in our family too:
- Handmade Pink Quilt: My sister Erin made this for me when we were in college and I love it. It has been at each of the births of my kids (to comfort me and remind me of home). It is now in Lucy's bed and she smiles when I tuck her beneath it at night.
- Lucy's Vintage Blankie: When we went to Washington to visit last Christmas, Lucy got to sleep with this blankie at Grandma Schuller's house and ever since it's been "her blankie." I love how soft it is and I can't help but think that Travis at one point was snuggled in it too.
- Finn's Crocheted Blankie: (Or is it knitted? I never know). This has been his Number One Appendage since he was born. His Grandma Scrimsher made this for him. As the nurse at the hospital said, "There's a lotta love in that blankie." She's right. He eats, sleeps, watches TV and even bathed with it once.
I always have to have a blanket covering me when I sleep or watch TV. It's comforting. It's fun to swaddle Miles and see how his demeanor changes from fussy to calm. The power of feeling secure and soft and contained...don't we all need that?
2 comments:
Precious Sarah. I love this post, I love the functional artistry and craft of quilt making. M. is so darn sweet!
My parents had to sit down with me and talk with me because I was so attached to my blankie. By the time they had this "talk" with me, the blanket was mostly a few threads being held together by grace and grace alone. I swear it could still keep me warm.
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