One of my senior high school students is pregnant and I had decided to make her a baby quilt. I had told her to let me know as soon as she knew the sex. She found out last week it will be a boy, so I went and bought some suitable fabric this past weekend. Yesterday I told her I had gotten the fabric and thought she would like it. She told me "i'll love it no matter what because you are making it from scratch for me." This is one of my difficult kids. So nice when you manage a rapport with them.