Dont you just love the little ones. My son not so little(17), slept on the couch over the weekend. I keep a fleece throw on the back. In the morning I get up and see him all curled up with an old dollar store quilt I bought second hand for two bucks, just becuase it was 2 bucks. Later in the day he comes in my sewing room and sees the denim rag quilt I made years ago and says I looked all over for that, all I could find was this stupid thing holding up the 2 buck quilt. Now he had two blankets on the couch but the only one that was satisfactory was the one mamma made. Now thats love.