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.