When the two cousins, our granddaughters, five year old Rachel and six year old Shira, were selected to be flower girls for our niece's wedding, it was never in my Darling's Wife's head, or anywhere else for that matter, that fabric and batting and thread and quilting would be involved. But they all were.
Human nature is involved, and it begins to show itself early in life.
The cousins, a year apart in age, lived three hundred miles apart. Leaving home was a trauma in itself, so I knew that when she got home again, there was nothing that would stop her from getting back to that quilt to finish it. It was not a smart thing to ask of a woman who knew the names of dozens of types of quilts and planned some day to make them all. It was only later that I learned of miniature quilts and little quilts and wall hangings and table runners and cozies and an endless list of other types. She always used computer analogies to get back at me.