I swear, I think I've been sick more this past year of life than any other that I have lived. I was trying to get over a head cold last week and now I've been diagnosed with ear infections and lots of fluid in the ears. My head feels like a balloon full of sloshing water every time I stand up, and my ears feel like I'm wearing headphones made of hot pokers over them. Everything is muffled. And ouchie.
But, enough of my whining, let's get back to the topic at hand. Unfinished projects.
So, when I made the two patchwork quilts for Babycakes, that I showed you several posts back, I also made a quilt top for The Kid. Unfortunately, between buying and renovating the new house, giving birth and adjusting to having double the amount of children to care for, The Kid's quilt top ended up packed away(though not forgotten).
Until this past month when I rediscovered it and began working on it again. I had to take a break while working on Christmas gifts, but I picked it back up a couple of weeks ago and began the finish work. The Kid is pretty tickled by how it turned out.
The Kid chose all of the fabrics(everything from Dora to Princesses to vintage hippie) from my stash, and some of them were pretty small scraps, so I had to really make the most of each piece. Naturally this meant that some wonkiness would ensue, because I did not strictly size my squares. We are kind of a wonky family, so ya know, it works.
Since it was gonna be wonky from the get-go, I decided that I would just go ahead and use this little blanket as an experiment in quilting techniques, stitch patterns and such. Of course, that made it even more wonky.
But in a lovable way.
I also added a few of my beloved fabric flowers(hand stitched onto the quilt) into the mix, which The Kid really loves. It is like a little all weather flower garden, right there on her little blanket.
I'm excited to see what happens when we wash it. Quilts always take on a new personality after that first washing, it seems. They tighten up a bit, and get that lovely crinkle wrinkle look, which I love.
All in all, I am pleased with it. Imperfections and all.
But The Kid, she really LOVES it. Wonkyness and all.
In her opinion, it is perfect.
And that's the opinion that matters the most to me.