My granddaughter is 16 now. When she was born, I made her a bowtie in reds and white with a flannel backing. After a few years, they brought it back to me to be refurbished. The binding was in tatters and worn thin. I cut the edges back, put in new batting a a new flannel back and of course new binding. A few years later it came back again really tattered. I told them to retire that woobie and made her a rag quilt--larger in size to replace it. The moral of this story is that I knew it was being used and loved by Miranda.