Lot's of things started for babies, left unfinished and gifted to the adult baby that it was started for. Me too! I started a quilt for my 3 year old to take to school for nap time. My mom sandwiched it and
started in the ditch quilting on it. I pulled it out of the stash in September, ripped out the quilting which was only the center line in both directions, ironed and sent it to the LAQ. Not done...but almost done. Oh, the baby made 16 this year = 13 year UFO.
When I found this UFO, I found my "first quilt" which is still in pieces. That makes it the oldest at 16 years! I'm starting to get heart palpitations as I type just thinking about my UFOs. I need help. This is an illness or is this therapy?
