It was bittersweet to be sure.
We un-sewed quilt blocks pieced by Grandma Rosie in her later life, then re-cut and reset them to make a little, soft, pastel flannel baby quilt.
Grandma loved pink and she loved her namesake roses.
She would have liked this little quilt.
It is rather sweet.
Just big enough for a little one to lay on for tummy time or some good arm-waving and leg-kicking exercise.
Babies deserve to start off life in a bed of roses.
And thanks to Grandma Rosie one just might get to.