For my niece who passed away after a tragic accident at the age of 18 months I made her a doll sized quilt to put over her. Then I made a lap sized quilt that matched it and gave it to her mother. I did not tell her or anyone else that I was making a big quilt for her to keep, but I do know that one person just thought it was terrible that we were going to bury the doll quilt with her. But I did not want it any other way. I had asked her mom before hand what I could do. If I could make her dress and she said someone else already was. She told me that I made such beautiful quilts that she would like me to make one for her little girl. It was one of the hardest yet most healing things I have done with my quilting.