It came with us last night to the concert. (Follow that link. Read about them. Buy their album. Love them. Because I said so!)
Here's Lindsay and Camille showing some blanket love:
We call it the watermelon blanket because of it's watermelon print. My grandma thought it was cute. "Look," she said as we opened it up, "Watermelon! I thought it was really fun."
No Grandma, not just really fun. HYSTERICALLY FUN! Because it's not just a watermelon print:
Picture it: my grandma, white hair, sensible shoes, faithful Mormon woman of pioneer heritage who wrote hymns for fun, standing in line at the fabric store with a bolt of Southern Comfort material and having no idea how much joy and laughter that blanket would give us. Priceless.