I was having a conversation with my sister and said, "I'm going to have to make him another quilt. The blue one isn't big enough."
"Don't you have some leftover pieces," she asked. Actually, I did.
"Well, why don't you just make it bigger?"
To make it bigger, first we had to take it apart. Much easier if a quilt is tied. So between terms, I asked my son to bring the quilt home. I set him down with the seam ripper. He cut out all the ties, and painstakingly removed the quilt from its backing. Here you can see him at work, with my pile of "leftover pieces" on the table nearby.
The quilt's backing was a sheet, and I had to make that bigger, too. I found a really neat coordinating fabric, and added about 20" to the middle of the backing.


My son was thrilled with his "bigger" quilt, and took it back to college with him. That was five years ago. Gizzy has gone to the Rainbow Bridge, and my son still has his quilt on his (double) bed.
And he still shows it off to all his friends.
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