When I was born, my dad gave me a green afghan that had been his when he was a baby, made by his neighbor. That blanket became one of my most prized possessions, which I affectionately called Snuggly. His mom, my Grandma Moose, made afghans using a similar pattern and my mom also began crocheting blankets for each of us using the same design.
Flash forward to when I was 14 and living in Canada. I needed a sweater but we were having a difficult time finding one that fit. So my mom decided that she would knit me one. We found wonderfully soft, green yarn for the project. Then life happened and the sweater never was finished.
Some point between the death of the sweater project and my high school graduation, I developed the desire to learn how to crochet my Grandma Moose’s blankets. My mom began teaching me and I used that soft, green yarn – perfect for a blanket. I took the yarn and beginning 3 inches of my blanket with me to college with great intentions to finish what I started. During the next four years I may have added another inch.
Then I graduated, feeling very sick, and very tired. What else is a girl to do but sit on the couch and crochet? I had no plans of finishing, but I enjoyed seeing the pile of yarn getting smaller and smaller. That turned out to be enough motivation for me to keep going.
Last week while I was in Iowa I put the finishing touches (with my mom’s help) on the afghan project. As I got closer to this great finish, I realized that this blanket is about the same size and color of my Snuggly. A perfect baby blanket for the girl that will soon be joining us! I wanted to make sure that what I thought was reality. Sure enough, once the afghan has been used it should stretch out to be about the same:
Hopefully it will bring many years of comfort and pass on a little bit of heritage to our little girl.
Aww I love it Jess! And your trip home to Iowa looked fun. Glad you get to see your family more!