My Grandma babysat me from the day I was born :lol: She quilted every chance she got so I grew up watching her.. When I was about 6 she bought me my first sewing basket.. She also let me "help" quilt whatever she was working on.. One memory that is really vivid was when she would put me down for my nap on the couch.. She would tell me a story while she sat and quilted... So quilting was something that was a part of my life for as long as I can remember..