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I have been working away on the baby quilt. For those of you for whom reading this blog is not the most important thing in your life, (meaning everyone) I will give you a bit of background.


My client is the aunt to be for a baby boy due to be born this August. My client's mother died last year. The mom was an extraordinary human being and was a fabulous grandmother to my client's children. Part of the grief my client is feeling is knowing that her new nephew won't have his grandmother in his life.

During our initial chat, my client said that she wanted to have me make a baby quilt out of her mother's old textiles. My client suggested that I build the quilt out of squares of her mother's fabrics. I loved the idea of symbolically wrapping this baby with his grandmother's love. I didn't love the idea of just making quilt squares.


I remember when the idea of creating a quilt out of squares of old symbolic squares of fabric seemed new and exciting. "How about if every kindergartener makes a square about something they learned this year?" As someone who sews, I have been roped into putting together far too many of those school auction quilts-- there are many things I would rather do than sew a bunch of fabric of various weights together into squares and turn that into a quilt. My mother sometimes would rate unpleasant jobs on a toilet scale..how many dirty toilets would she rather clean than do the task. I would rate-making such a quilt as a twenty toilet job.


Instead of the dreaded squares, I suggested using the mom's fabrics to create,(because mom was an educator and a child psychologist) into a series of shelves filled with books and toys. Lucky for both of us, my client loved my idea. I have been working on some of the individual elements and yesterday I began constructing the shelves the stuff I have been making will sit on.


The wood-grained fabric and the pale blue background were purchased for this project. Everything else is made up of Mama's clothing.


The book, Mr. Son-Shine- is what Mama used to call the father of the new baby. I am making a few

of these take off's of the Mr. Man series based on qualities my client admires about her brother. The sun itself is made out of m
Mama's towel and a t-shirt of hers and a mix of hand and machine embroidery.



The car is made out of a napkin and the car windows out of a rugby shirt. The wheels are constructed out of a towel and a t-shirt. The frog comes from a pajama shirt. I will be sprinkling more of the frogs through the quilt.



I am working on the composition of the second shelf.



The Snowy Day has been made out of an array of Mama fabric. The snow is the background of the frog pajamas. The darker pink is a Lanz nightgown




The lavender is the collar of a rugby shirt, the orange is a towel. The little shed is a bit of a pillow cover and the little boy's snowsuit is part of a pajama leg. 



The fire truck is made up mostly of the same pajama leg. The truck window is a different rugby shirt. The light on top of the fire truck is from a piece of gingham. The tires are made out of a t-shirt with Lanz nightgown hubs.



Noah's Ark is of course still in progress. I may decide to redo the ark on a larger scale.

Figuring out each element of this quilt is kind of a blast. Each bit is like solving a really hard crossword puzzle. There are two more shelves to be constructed and populated. The various toys and books are in various stages of completion.

Why yes! I will share my progress!



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