One Down...

For years I saved Jake's baby clothing. He turned three then four and well, you know how it goes. Somewhere around his sixth birthday I realized that it was nuts to keep boxes of baby clothing so I donated what I could and cut squares out of what I couldn't part with. My intention was to make a quilt for Jake but life got in the way of that. So, a mere four and a half years later, I have finally finished the quilt and, with Jake's blessing, it will belong to his baby brother.

I love this quilt. I love that every time I look at it I am reminded of a different memory about Jake's early childhood. I love it's simple design and it's sentimental value. I love that Jake wants Quinn to have it. I love that it was pieced during my pregnancy and when I run my fingers across the seams I'm transported back. And, yes, I did dress young Jake in quite a lot of plaid.