Homemade, crocheted blankets are generally placed in cedar chests and kept as heirlooms. That was my intention, but as Jonathan got older he took a special liking to the blankets. He loved holding one and sucking his thumb. The blankets became his security, his woobies. He couldn't stand not to have one to hold while falling asleep. Then he started taking one with him everywhere. Tucking the blankets in the cedar chest for posterity was not going to happen.
After awhile I noticed that the blankets were becoming a bit shabby after being dragged everywhere and washed over and over. I put one away for safe keeping and let Jonathan keep the other one. Eventually, the one he kept wore away to threads and met it's demise in the trash can. Of course, Jonathan couldn't live without a woobie, so I got the other one out for him. Time passed and this is what we ended up with once again .........
I started to worry. We didn't have a backup when this one reached it's last. Yes, I thought about using this opportunity to break Jonathan of his blanket habit, but I decided I wasn't ready for the chaos that would in sue as a result. Besides, you can only carry a blanket around for so long, and Jonathan is still little enough to get away with it. I didn't want to call Danielle and have her crochet another one. She'd already made two of them, for crying out loud. The solution: Call Grandma Janice. She can make anything!
This is how talented she is. I sent her a close-up picture of what was left of the blanket, and she was able to look at the photo and make this ......
Tah-dah, one intact blanket, one relieved mom, and one very ecstatic boy. Thanks Danielle for blankets one and two. They have been incredibly loved. Thanks Grandma for helping us out of a potential crisis. Your talents bless our lives all the time. Jonathan is so content with his new woobie. Just look at his face ..........
serenity.
6 comments:
Ummm....Jill....I hate to break it to you, but my husband came to our marriage with blanket intact. It is sitting next to me in our bed as I type. It looks like a piece of cheese cloth, and completely grosses me out. I just thought I'd warn you. (And your mom, in case she wants to get going on some more back-ups)
What a sweet boy and sweet blankets. Sarah still has a baby blanket given to her by Auntie Cheryl. The binding is completely gone, it's all stretched out of shape and it has holes all over in it, but I still find it under her pillow or under her covers all the time. I'm glad your amazing mom was able to whip up a replacement!
Hey I tried to call you back about the blanket drama! I would have gladly made you some more. I think I even have left over original yarn that I made the blankets with. I'm glad you came up with a solution! I love the new one. I'm glad the originals were so loved. It makes my DAY! Hope things are good!
I was losing sleep over how the blanket dilema would come out. Good job, Janice. I was never too good at playing with thread! I love "happily ever afters".
Thanks for sharing mom. Just kidding I'll admit it keeps me safe:)
Jill I'm so offended you didn't think to call me very first. Of course I turn Afghans out by the dozen/hour. Seriously, your mom is awesome. And kudos to Jonathan for accepting a replacement.
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