We celebrated Father's Day twice today. My sister, Judy, invited everyone over to watch the Detroit Tigers. We had a very nice lunch, after which my dad opened his gifts. We settled in to watch the ballgame. A bit earlier, Jim received a call on his cell that his sister was being released from the hospital She had been in for a few days and was in need of a ride home. About halfway through the game, I left for our house with Mike and Simone to celebrate Jim's special day. We enjoyed BBQ chicken, baked potatoes, salad and watermelon for an early evening meal. Lots of good food today.
I was doing some blog reading tonight and came across Gail's post where she talks about taking her nine year granddaughter to her first quilt shop. It reminded me of when I took my granddaughter, Abigail, to a quilt shop in her hometown a few years ago. I told her to look at all of the fabrics very carefully, and some of them would speak to her. After being inside the shop for just a few minutes, I heard, "Grandma, this one is speaking to me" and "so is this one." It was so cute.
Here is Abby with the fabrics she chose for the first quilt she made. The second photo is Abby with the quilt that I made her for Christmas in 2002. The quilt looks blue, but is really purple.