A Fateful Gift?

The other day, as my dad picked me up from the car dealership where my car was being worked on, he mentioned he had a present for me in his car. I couldn't have imagined how cool of a gift awaited me. My dad's Aunt Evelyn, who is now 100 years old, had sent us a blanket that she crocheted herself. She has made a baby blanket for nearly everyone in the family. The blanket she sent is beautiful and simple (in color, not in skill level), just my taste. Aunt Evelyn is whom we plan to name our child after, should we have a girl. Not because she made us this blanket ;) but because she is an amazing person (and her name is lovely as well).

Here are a couple photographs of the blanket that don't do it justice whatsoever:

I titled this blog post "fateful gift" as I'm hoping that this blanket is just what a baby was waiting for before it made its debut. Maybe it just needed to know that it would have a warm, homemade blanket to snuggle into before it would let itself be conceived. I know, it sounds silly, but not if you've been trying to have a baby for two medicated years.