Jul 24th, 2007
Quilts
Keira is my mini me in many ways - not only does she look exactly like me (if it weren’t for the plaid pants I was wearing in the 1970s photos, you couldn’t tell her photos apart from mine), but she also has this sentimental thing about her . . . she doesn’t want to get rid of anything, and she loves old things that have been passed down.
My MIL and FIL have been very generous to us, giving us things from their house when they no longer need them - for example, our entire living room is furnished with items from their house - their couch, the chaisse lounge that I absolutely love, and my FIL’s family kitchen thingy (yes, I’m very in tune to what these things were called). You know, one of those things that went in a kitchen “in the olden days” that had the flour sifter and the pull out counter. I had mentioned one time when I was at their house that I loved it - and it showed up at my house the next time they drove out to see us! Thank you thank you thank you - I get so many complements on that piece. I also have a great rocking chair and a beautiful vanity in my bedroom thanks to them. My maternal grandmother gave me the bassinet that my mother and all 6 of her siblings used when they were babies. The hubby fixed up the legs so they wouldn’t collapse and even stripped off all the old lead-based paint and repainted it so we could use it for Keira. She loves to look at it and say that she slept in the same bed that Noisy Grandma did.
When we bought our popup a couple months ago, my MIL asked if we needed any blankets and stuff for it. I said absolutely if they had some old ones they didn’t need. When they came to visit, they gave me a stack of blankets - yeah! In that stack of blankets were some beautiful quilts that my MILs mother had made. THOSE are NEVER seeing the outside of my living room, that’s for sure! Unfortunately, I never got to meet my hubby’s grandmother . . . she passed away before I met Dan. But from what I hear about her, she and I would have gotten along wonderfully. One evening, Jason, Keira, and I sat down to watch a movie. Keira asked for a blanket so I gave her the red one that was on top. She said “No mom. Can I please have one of those beautiful ones that Grandma Sue brought us? They’re so beautiful that I want to snuggle in one!” I explained that Grandma Sue’s mommy made those quilts, and Keira said “When can we meet the old grandma that made these?” I told her that we couldn’t because she was no longer alive and was up in Heaven with Old Grandpa Hodapp (old is what she calls her “great” grandparents). She started to cry and said “That’s sad that Grandma doesn’t have her mommy anymore. I wish I could see the lady who made these beautiful blankets and give her a big hug. And maybe she’d give me a cookie.”
Me, too sweetie! I wish I could have met the lady who made these beautiful blankets, too.
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