Some of the best gifts are those that are completely unexpected. When you are seven years old, it is easy for the mama to know just what you will like...and surprise you with something you never knew you wanted til you were wrapped up in it.
This quilt was what I wrapped you up in when I first looked into your beautiful snowflake eyes, seven years ago. It was made with heaps of love and hopes and wishes and love. It has blanketed you in sleep, in health, in sickness, in fears, and in dreams. It has traveled along with us, making sure it kept you company when we were in strange beds. (Perhaps, it was more for me the comfort it provided. You have always been so content, as long as Papa and I were at hand.)
And I have slowly watched as your toes peek out the bottom of it. I have watched you stretch and grow beyond the edges of your baby quilt.
This past Autumn, I reached into my stash of fabric that I carefully laid away, seven years ago. I also found some more prints that make me think of you...Vikings, gnomes, bicycles, castles, guitars, skiers and skaters and sledders, leaves, rockets, sunshines...and snowflakes.
A new quilt was needed...one that shall see you through many cold winter nights with all your perfect toes covered up well. One that will give you shelter and protection from all the boyhood worries and fears that may arise. For I stitched it up with all the love a mother has for her son...and then some more.
And on the reverse side, I made it a little more teenage boyish, you know, without the cute little gnomes or Vikings showing. Sort of a two-in-one quilt because already, Miss Sunshine is asking when her Seven Year Quilt will be ready.
I had hoped to give this to you on your 7th birthday in the autumn. Seven is important to us for many reasons, mainly because we see that young childhood merges into middle childhood around this time. Children seem so much more grounded on the earth at seven. It was time to put your baby quilt aside as you leaped forward into middle childhood. And, while I missed your birthday by two months, I don't think you minded.
In fact, you seem rather happy to climb under your new quilt at night, telling me it's like you're snuggling with me right beside you. And this mama couldn't ask for a better thank you than that!