You just have to let it go. It's happened to me more than once. I made my gr. son a quilt for Christmas a couple of years ago and he really loved it, my daughter said he slept with it on his bed every night.
Well, this spring, they got a new puppy and what do you think my daughter lined her bed with? You got it! My gr. sons quilt. She proudly showed me how much Stella, their puppy, loved her quilt that gramma made. But, but, I made that for my gr. son. Well, I know Mom, but it's old now and the puppy really loves it! Two years old is old to the young ones. Oh well, it's not the first time I've been disappointed to see for myself that the love that I have put into a quilt has not been fully appreciated. I'm still going to make family quilts, but the special ones I'm going to make and save them. They can divvy them up after I'm gone, they may mean a little more to them when they are older. We can't expect everyone to have the same passion for our quilts as we do.