So, the story goes...on our way to eat last night we stopped by an antique shop selling quilts 40% off. I looked and loved this drunkard's path, but DD decided she loved the old trumpet and DS decided he loved the old flute. So, $200 later I walked out with 2 instruments and no quilt.
Today, DS comes over and brings this to me.
It has some wear, but it is beautiful. It is hand quilted.
I just love it. Now to fix it and put it on the extra bedroom bed.
I told DD about it and she says, yes I knew and I can keep a secret.
Guess they plotted this one out.
I do have some special kiddos.