When M opened his quilt, he immediately scooped it up and hugged it. He hasn't let go of it since. I believe he was about 3 years old at the time; he just turned 12. This is what remains of this well-loved quilt.
(PS - his mom says that she finds shreds of it in his pockets. "Don't leave home without it.")









MK on her new quilt. The corner is turned down so you can see the backside of the quilt.
