My grand daughters (ages 9 & 12) made them in a sewing class and then last Christmas (09) made then for aunts & uncles. Here is a poem I found and they put one with each quillow
Use me as a pillow
Unless you get cold
Then pull out my stuffing
And gently unfold
I'm a lap quilt now
With space for your feet
And when you're all done
Fold me back nice and neat
The grandaughters took them to church camp last year.