Here is Spencer shortly after his first birthday. He loves this little froggy blanket that Mrs. Cole, my dad's secretary, made for him. He took it everywhere and those four and a half years of love were starting to show. When the edge that was tearing off became a choking hazard in his sleep I decided it was time to take action.Spencer went with me to the fabric store on the pretence that we were going to find a matching blanket for him. I, knowing full well the print was discontinued, went with the intent of finding a suitable donor material. We found some fleece with Mr. Men printed on it. Since Spencer really likes Mr. Tickle I thought he would not instantly reject the transplant.
Success! I quilted the froggy blanket onto the fleece blanket and then my sewing machine broke. I had to hand sew all the edging around it. I suppose I could have waited a week for my machine to come back but Spencer couldn't. It was an act of love.
He says the new blanket is not as soft as the old one, but he is ok with it. Perhaps he won't carry it around with him as much now so it will last longer. 
This poor donor fabric has really been subjected to a parasitic relationship. I know before long this transplant will begin to fray and get holes and a new solution will have to be found. When that happens I think I will just cut the blanket up and make it into a quilt. The Mr. Men fabric will be invisible, but still serving it's very useful though unnoticed purpose of stabilizing the beloved froggy blanket. Enjoy your days in the sun now Mr. Men for soon you will be banished to the inside layers of a quilt with the batting. What sacrifices those fabrics make for us. Here's to the unseen layers of quilts!
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Peter used to be attached to his blanket like that and we finally cut a chunk and put it is his scrap book and titled it "really a scrap". He saved the fluffy innards in a jar as it was coming apart. I think sewing it inside of the new one is a great idea. I think Timothy's kids ended up doing that too. Whatever works as they say.
Perhaps I should save the scraps I had to cut from Spencer's blanket in a jar for him. That's so funny Peter kept the fluf in a jar. Spencer's blanket doesn't have fluf, but I bet he'd like the idea of saving the bits of it that fray off in something.
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