BLANKETS

Now tell me why all my adored and wonderful grandkids want blankets!!  They are getting so big that the blankets seem to take F-O-R-E-V-E-R !!  I've made a gazillion baby blankets.  Every time a baby comes along anywhere in my realm, I make a baby blanket.  My realm includes not only my family but all the friends of my family, too, so I've made a gazillion, as I said before.  I've even sent some to South America because one of my DILs is from Chile.

The first one that I can actually remember was for my first grandchild.  It was lacy and ornate and actually didn't look much like a baby blanket at all but it was pink.  As I went along, I got saner....if there is such a word or such a state for me.  So I've made plaid, flowered, plain, fancy, many colored, all one colored....you imagine it and I've probably made one like it.  I've even just finished two that are granny squares and I hate granny squares....they are so common!!  Yes, I'm a nut.....no question.

I finally finished an orange blanket with Zachary's name crocheted into it....how I did hate orange by the time I was finished.  Now I've almost finished a green one with Johnny crocheted in.  I'm not any fonder of green, either.  But my boys are happy so that's all that matters.  Now Hannah's was a little different because I used nubby yarn for the blanket so I had to put her name on the satin lining.  It turned out pretty cute and she loved it so there again....all's well that ends well.

Little Jacob in Minnesota doesn't know me at all so he calls his blanket his memaw.  He has always slept with it and now he talks to it.  He told his mother the other day that it needed washing because it had tears on it.  How precious can this be!!  And in Ohio my little Daniel #2 won't sleep without his memaw.  I just made one for his little new sister who is coming in April and her mama is quite certain she will be as attached to hers as Daniel is.  I just wanted to share the precious-ness of all this with you.

Summer 2012: Jacob was here and showed me his blanket....it is what one has to call a RAG....big holes, torn places, stains....oh how much love has been lavished on that blanket.  Anyway, now he'd really like a new one, of course.  And what color does he want? BROWN...I hate brown almost as much as I hate orange.  Anyway, I've just finished his new blanket....three shades of brown in a diagonal pattern and the "sweaty" side is cream....that's what he calls the satin side.  He's five now and very smart and informed.  Unfortunately, when the blanket arrived at his house, now in Boston, he said it didn't smell like a memaw.  Hm-m-m!!  We'll have to ponder on that for awhile, I think.  His wonderful mother told him hee had to sleep with it a few nights before it began to smell right.  Bless her heart!!
For Christmas he sent me a little snowman head with carrot nose and everything but it was made like a ball of yarn!!  How clever is he anyway....

I am truly blessed with so many beautiful babies in my life.