Dad's Quilt

Every year for Christmas since I was child my siblings and me havedrawn names to exchange gifts.  As we have moved around, gotten older, and all married we've added spouses and my parents into the exchange. 
This year I got my dad.
I knew exactly what I wanted to do. 
I wasn't sure that I could pull it off but I was going to attempt regardless.  How hard could it be?
Quilting, math, measuring. . .they all work together.
There is a reason why people take quilting classes.  I understand this now.

I had my brother Doug's t-shirts. It wasn't tons but the one's that my sister-in-law wanted and needed to clear out.  Somehow, they all ended up at my house.

The original plan was to make her a throw blanket of his old shirts.  We decided this may not be the best idea. 

So they sat at my house.

Once I found out I had Dad's name for a gift this year.  I immediately thought this is something he would love more than anyone else.

I wish I could have been there to give it to him personally.  I knew he would love it no matter how bad it might turn out.

He did call and thank me.  I knew he would love it.  I could tell that it really touched him and he was really surprised to have such a gift.  It made me feel so good.  It was probably my favorite gift I've been able to give in a long time.

I'm so glad I had Dad's name this year.