'Cause I've been busy working on Victor's Quilt of Many Textures.
It was fun to collect fabrics and ribbons from all of you. They came in snail mail, in church mail, and hand-offs at the front door.
The Good Doctor took the little ones out for an afternoon so I could cut squares. And more squares. And... you got it, more squares.
Another afternoon found Eden and HopeAnne dying felted alpaca wool which had been donated with instructions for adding color using Kool-Aid and Jell-O.
I have to admit, I've never been fond of sewing with specialty fabrics and this quilt has definitely solidified that feeling. For those who sew, just imagine sewing a silk next to a burlap or a satin next to a fleece. No one does these things. Until now. But the reason for this labor of love made it all worthwhile and so much fun.
No rhyme or reason to the placement of the squares. How could I? It was a little of this and a little of that. It has tabs of ribbons along the outside for attaching toys, for feeling, and of course, for eating.
So this is my happy little guy enjoying his quilt for the first time. Yes, it's already been christened with spit-up and yes, that is a pom-pom at his feet. Victor loves to explore noises and believe it or not, kicking his bare feet in crinkly pompoms is definitely his favorite activity to date. Please don't tell his oldest brothers.
And the fun is not over yet. Victor's vision therapist suggested I make bean bags of varying textures, 2 of each, so that when he's older we can play a matching game with textures. So with all of this fabric left over, time for Project for the Visually Impaired, Part 2. But first I need to finish a quilt for Jesse's bed. Preferably before Andrew comes home for Thanksgiving break and needs his quilt back. Don't worry, Jesse, I won't use these textured fabrics.