My Grandma Baba loved to crochet afghans. She made this one when I was still in high school. I kept it in my hope chest for years, then when I started having children I would get it out and wrap them in it only when they were blessed. I decided it needed to get more use than just once in a great moon, so Matthew sleeps with it every night. I couldn't help but think of baby Jesus wrapped in His swaddling clothes this morning.
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