Wow, this one brought up so many memories. But the worst is the ones are of things I've made my son, grandchildren that my dil uses for the animals or leaves out in the weather. I made all of the children afghans, quilts, etc. Even made her some, but I've found them in the animal beds, in the basement mildewed, and even thrown to the porch and let in the weather. I told my son no long ago when the girls asked for new quilts that I would make them and keep them here for when they have their own homes. They WILL learn to appreciate my work and anyone else' work or they will not receive them. He understands but stands by and allows it to happen. Makes no sense does it?
I wish that group hug were able to happen, too!