
Auntie made Charlie's quilt. Her reasoning behind that was because Charlie is named after her father. And my father. But who's counting?
I made Robbie's quilt because he's named after, uh, my brother. We devised the pattern first, then found the turquoise fabric in Auntie's stash. It's a batik with little baby footprints all over it, and we figured it was pretty perfect for this. We kind of realized halfway through the planning that it would be neat to reverse the colors of the sashing and borders to make the quilts alike-but-different. We were going to keep the turquoise and yellow squares in the same pattern but we couldn't quite squeeze another block out of the turquoise fabric, so necessity made us change up the colors there, too.The babies seem to like their quilts...I was over there the other weekend and one was laid out and both kids were laying on it, gurgling away.
That's my Auntie's beautiful yard and garden in the background, BTW. She works really hard on it and it really is as lush as it looks.
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Wow, I've made it to a blog--pretty "au courant" for a middle-aged, barely techno-literate woman like me! I do love the quilts though and appreciate the compliment on the garden. Love, Auntie
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