An oldie but goodie has been given new life.  A couple years ago, my baby blanket was resurrected by Axel when he realized it had "bears" on it.  Such an animal lover...he has no idea that they are indeed "Care Bears," (boy would he have loved that show) and the bears are only the backing...the real show being Raggedy Ann and Andy.

Anyhow, my darling blanket, completely hand stitched nearly 28 years ago by Nana, has been made into forts, worn as a cape and basically loved to within an inch of it's life.  Slowly it has been shedding pieces of ric rac, a jump rope and many of the stitches are just plain worn off.  As each piece let go, I put them in a "special place" for the day when all would be made right.  Finally fed up with the dangling pieces and the tattered look, I went to make it "disappear" last night when Axel (insert sad eyes here) called, "don't take it away because it's...sniff sniff sniff...broken."  Ok, I think he's been watching a little too much Toy Story.

What a wonderful feeling it is to restore your baby blanket.  I seriously think an entire business model could be created around restoring childhood favorites...for adults.  Mending a piece of your childhood is like mending a piece of your adult self.  I didn't hand stitch it because I lack all the matching threads like Nana originally used.  I did however sew it with my beloved Salvation Army sewing machine and a bit of clear thread.

aahhhh.  To check something off the list.