About a six months ago I made a quilt for a young friend of mine named Fiona. Even though she is 7-years old and I am 50-something years old, we made a strong connection. I call her my "Kindred Spirit", like Ann of Green Gables referred to her friend Diana, or as the dictionary defines Kindred: Associated by origin, nature, qualities, etc. Funny thing is, she loves all animals, especially dogs, but I do not enjoy the company of dogs. She like bugs and other crawly things, I do not. But we do have a special connection. Apparently her mother told me that she listens to everything I say and takes my word as "gospel", so I really need to be careful what I say around her.
One day I Fiona and I had a conversation about her dollies and stuffed animals, and she said that she had a small dolly crib for her special "babies". I started thinking about the fact that I had some extra fabric left over from her quilt, so I told her that I think that her babies needed a quilt too, and she agreed.
Below is a picture of Fiona's quilt, her quilt label, and the "Fiona's Dollies Need A Quilt Too" quilt. It's small enough that I can quilt it on my machine, and since it's for her dolls and stuffed animals, I don't think that they will mind if there's a mistake or two in the quilting.
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