He was gift from Bean’s grandparents when they lived in France. This is what he looked like when he arrived.
Four years later, we decided he needed his own quilt. A reward for devoted service. He’s a seasoned veteran in the bedroom, earning his stripes (and greyish tinge) during sleep learning. Beeksie is so important that he isn’t even allowed to leave the house, unless he goes on vacation. He’s supposed to sleep during the day, but lately he’s been sneaking down to the living room and disappearing. The quilt should encourage him to stay in bed.
Bean chose and arranged the mini charms and sat with me while I sewed them together. She particularly enjoyed the blast of steam when I pressed. It might be what kept her there a few times. She also helped to choose the backing and binding. I finished the binding overnight and when she found it in the morning it was whisked up to Beeks and he was promptly tucked in.
Tell me, did you have a lovey? Do your littles?