This is Ash and he is 9. He is tactile. He is bright. And he loves his blankets. I call them that because at 9 you no longer sleep with a 'nigh nigh' but a blanket. He still has and sleeps with the one he received as a baby- well both considering he also confiscated his brother's.
He wanted a new one to replace (erm, in addition) to his. So we went to the fabric store and after much dilberation, he picked out his fabric. He wanted it just like his other, fabric top and bottom and tied. AND with wide silk blanket binding. After the initial sticker shock of store bought binding...a whooping $6 a package, we made our purchase. I am so spoiled by buying most of my supplies second hand!