My DH and I took the grandkids to Moody Gardens in Galveston Thursday. Eventually everyone headed to the bathroom. You got it--I was sitting and realized that the waves in the tile were perfect for a quilt. I first considered taking a photo with my cell, then thought about this convo. I got the giggles thinking about this (still on the toilet). My granddaughter just had to know what was going on. When I told her, "I see a quilt on the wall," she whispered, "Grammy, no, really, we're in the BATHroom!" Poor darling, they're so easily embarrassed at 11!