I’m fully aware that this post might get no comments. Or, it may only get those that say something like, “Yeah, good luck with that.”
But, I’ve racked my brain, and I’m out of options, so I’m bringing this to you, blog world.
Last week saw all 3 Diehl boys sick with some variation of never-ending fever/never-ending snot/body aches/restless sleep.
The 2 older boys spent a lot of time curled up watching TV, or even (gasp!) taking a nap. And much of that time, they could be found wrapped up in what they call their “Nana blankets.”
My mom made each boy a quilt when they were born…she and I carefully hunted down fabric to use to for the older two boys’ quilts, including super-soft chenille squares that the boys always like to rub their faces on when they were babies. After she died, these blankets became even more important to each of the older boys…they both still sleep every night with the quilts, now much too small for them, in their beds.
Jack Henry has one, too, but he doesn’t know it. Mom was pretty sick by the time Jack Henry was on his way, but she still really wanted to make him a quilt, too. We saw a block-quilt looking blanket in Gymboree one time when we shopped together – probably one of the last times she was able to – that was made of handkerchief-type fabrics with some denim mixed in, and Mom really liked it and went to work on it as she was able.
Some of her sweet friends helped her finish it, too, when she knew it was too much for her to do herself.
However, because her health was failing, she missed removing some pins from inside the quilt blocks…and they were sewn inside after the backing was put on.
We didn’t know this, of course, when Jack Henry was a baby…we one time found a pin sticking out the quilt when it was in his crib with him! My mom would have been mortified to know that had happened…she was a great seamstress and this certainly hadn’t happened with the other quilts.
I cut the sharp part off, leaving the tiny head of the pin floating in the quilt, since that wouldn’t hurt anything. And I left the blanket with him, thinking surely that was it.
But unfortunately, we found another pin. And at that point, we knew we couldn’t leave it in his crib.
So, the quilt has sat in my closet (in 2 homes, now), unused, with Jack Henry not knowing he has a Nana blanket, too.
My thought is that the blanket needs to be x-rayed to see if there are any pins remaining, because I don’t know that there is another solution, short of completely taking the quilt apart.
So, blog readers: do any of you have access to an x-ray machine?
Crazy, I know. But it was worth a shot.