We were having a family discussion the other day and quilting came up. My SIL looked at me with his big, soft, brown eyes and asked if I would make him a T-shirt quilt from his very old, very beat-up T-shirts. I looked at him with my old, experienced, blue eyes with a look that said something like, "Really? Seriously?" His big, soft, brown eyes looked back at me with pleading and conviction. Yes, he wants a T-shirt quilt.
:::sigh:::
Between you, me and the fence post, I love him with all my heart, but I do not want to make a T-shirt quilt out of his ragged shirts. Maybe I can convince him of another type of quilt.