Then there is Caden. He is 7 and will be in the 2nd grade this year.
When he grew big enough for a big boy bed, I made him a pillow case. He has used it ever since. I made him a new one with footballs on it! ---his very favorite subject, but he never used it. He could not give up his old one. Cullen acutally took the pillowcase and is now using it. When it got so bad that I knew one more washing would get it, I decided to try again. I didin't have enough of the original fabric, but I made do and made this pillowcase.
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NOPE! No success--Cullen inherited this one too--He loves it!
I thought surely that he would like it well enough at least to use when the other one needed a wash and maybe mom and dad could slip it into the favorite place and discard the old one. Caden's pillowcase was washed and washed until finally it gave it up. Be careful of the next picture
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The white you see is some quilt batting that I used to try to patch this poor pitiful pillowcase back together.
The next pics are so bad I am truly ashamed to show them to you.
This is the edge that he chews on--YUK! He has sucked, chewed, dropped, drooled, carried, dragged, and hugged this pillow. Not to mention sleeping on. Nana decided to try one more time and I told him so. Only one more time. Even though I told him fabric is fabric and the reason he loves this fabric so is because it has been washed 100 times, he insisted that I get the same fabric as the old one. I ordered it, but could not find the same fabric for the edging. We talked and looked at all my other fabric and he chose what I should use.
Another chapter in my quilting life. See ya!

