A Quilt Story

This is the story of a quilt for a third child.  A boy, with 2 older sisters.  The boy's grandma had decided that she'd make each of her grandchildren a quilt, hand embroidered with their name and bday, made with the love that only a grandma can give.  For the first few grandchildren, the quilt-making process was easy and effortless, as each child came into the world at random, large-spaced intervals.  But as more of her children got married and had children the grandma got behind in her making of special quilts.  Until she found herself with a stack of 4 unfinished quilts (and the rapidly approaching arrival of yet another grandchild).

The boy, now 2 1/2, is soon to be a big brother.  A big brother without a quilt to snuggle.  Relegated to the world of third children who's moms and grandmas ran out of time/steam to make special quilts.

Enter the mad-sewing neighbor to said boy who offered to finish up grandma's quilt, as his mom doesn't sew and is currently with child.  Thankfully, Grandma had long since cut the fabric, leaving mad-sewing neighbor with a nicely organized quilt kit complete with batting and backing.

Mad-sewing neighbor got to work.  After sewing like the wind for a few short days the quilt was complete.  Boy was happy,  Mom was happy, Grandma was happy.  All was right in the world.

The End.

Staying true to the original look of the previously made quilts was essential so the quilting was a simple zig-zag stitch in the ditch.

Close up detail of embroidery blocks.  All were made over the course of many years by the boy's Great-Grandma.

Finally, yellow gingham binding (made like double-fold bias tape) was zig-zagged on to match the quilting.