Treasures

A couple months ago we were visiting Joe's grandmother and I noticed a brightly colored blanket peeking out from a basket she had tucked behind her chair.  It was a blanket she was making for her husband who had newly moved into a nursing home.  I loved it.  It was so colorful and happy yet so old-fashioned at the same time.

This is Joey pretending he's sleeping.  Convincing isn't it?

 

On our ride home Joe told me about how his grandmother had made him the same type of blanket when he was little.

It was his favorite blanket.

We decided to ask her to make them for our children.

She said yes and so we picked out colors that would match their room and measured their beds.

Their blankets will be mostly the same except where his is dark green and brown, hers will be pink and purple.

Two days ago she called to tell us Joey's was finished, we went to pick it up today.

 These pictures are from the day Joey got his blanket made by the hands of his great grandmother.
It's perfect.
Some things in life are more than just things.