Honey put Toots to bed last night and found he had to fold the quilt in half to fit in her crib.
This morning, I heard her stirring and went over to her crib to take her out.
Me: Did you have a good night's sleep with your new quilt?
Toots sleepily with fingers firmly in her mouth: Mm-hm. But I had dweams.
Me: What happened in your dreams?
Toots: It had cheese in it.
Me: Was it good cheese?
Toots perking up, but fingers still in mouth: Mm-hm!
This was her first unprompted telling of her dreams. I believe the quilt had something to do with it.
it probably did! doesn't everybody dream better under a blanket made with love? i sure do! very sweet story.
ReplyDeleteTink still has the crib-sized quilt I made and gave to her when she was 3. But it's getting small, she tells me. "Soon you will have to make me a new one..."
ReplyDeleteMy word verification is Yakyakully, which I think is my name is some other language.
that's great, time to make a new one!
ReplyDeletei'm already plotting my next - a sofa cozy for me.
i think that must be the spirit guide of writers gone quilt crazy. it kind of seems like your first name and my last name!
LOL I love a good dream about cheese, too. :-)
ReplyDeletethat's funny, brittany!
ReplyDeletehm, jen, thank you, that's very sweet!
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