The Christmas of 1994, I made one for Bob's mother with Kate's handprints added. She was 5. Cleo never wore it, so it was in perfect shape. It became the front of the pillow. As my children are now all adults with children of their own, I don't want to forget the love and memories that pour through me when I see pieces of them at much younger ages.
This began as a Tshirt that Bob brought me back from Bangkok! It was so unique and I wore it a few times in Houston. But then I just saved it. So, I combined it with a bit of upholstery remnant and a lovely cording. And there it is.