I'm 30 years old (gasp! when did that happen?!)
And I have a blankie...
A sad...tired blankie...
Made with love by my nana...Nana was my dads grandmother...his fathers mother...she made one for all of us...I'd saying using her 70's cast off fabrics from the look of things...Please note the patches that have shrunk...oops! And those that are worn...awwwww...and some that are even missing!
It is definately not pretty by any means...but I love it...I heart it so much I sleep with it every night...yup, even at 30 years old...
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It's so special, something to hold onto for sure.
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