The best part was when I finished the last stitch, when my hands were sore and I was grumping about how I'd NEVER attempt anything like this again. I washed the quilt on gentle cycle and let it tumble in the dryer...and when I took it out of the dryer it was so soft and warm and crinkled I just wrapped myself up in it, it was like being 5 years old again and having Grandma give me her biggest hug. There's nothing like a quilt. They're magical.