An opposite kind of story: I either would knit or crochet a baby afghan for each grandchild that was born (after my mom died - that was her role until then) One granddaughter, now in highschool, has more 'mending' area than original on hers now(and I'll bet it is still on her bed, - she just doesn't carry it around with her wherever she goes anymore) When a hole developed on it, that was a real disaster in her eyes, and it had to be 'fixed'.