My daughter came over to pick up her son, Billy. He had spent the weekend with me...which he does a lot. He was going thru my stash looking for fabric for me to make a doll quilt for a friend's birthday. His mom said..."Are you teaching my son to quilt? He's a boy...teach him football"! My grandson, who is 10 years old, looked at her and said.."Don't you know about Ricky Tims"?

I laughed so hard...but I was proud of him!!