I can’t really remember when I became such a cotton snob. I think it was right after I had my first kid, when words like “organic” and “all natural” became part of my vocabulary. I remember that I didn’t want anything that wasn’t 100% cotton to ever touch my babies skin. I am still that way and that baby is now 9 years old.
Not that I didn’t try synthetics, who could resist when all those fleece blankets came out that were so cheap and colorful. But when it came down to it, my kids didn’t even like them all that much, especially the hot blooded one who wound up sweating in a blanket that didn’t “breathe”. Now the new “minky” fabrics are the big hit, blech! Polyester! What could be worse?!
So it’s all cotton for me, nothing like wrapping up in a quilt that has gotten softer with each wash and feels so great against my skin.
Doesn’t this look inviting?
And don’t you love the dog nose pointing out?