I have to share this with you all because I'm so touched.The other day, FI came home and handed me a piece of white cloth with lace on the edges and a couple of pieces of blue ribbon. When I looked at him like "WTH is this??" he proceeded to read this poem:This bonnet at first seems small in your hands,A treasure of lace and ribbon bands.But this gift is more than linen and charmsFor the sweet baby who rests in Mother's arms.From boxes long sealed, she will search for the hat,Snip off the ribbons, and after thatHand over this handkerchief to her son, A young handsome groom.She will hand him a gift, a family heirloom.He will give it to the girl who holds his heartTo have and to hold, til death do they part.I teared up when I got it! It was the bonnet that was made for him when he was a baby and now it is my something old. How sweet is that???