The Pretty Side

When I was a kid, my grandma taught me that the top sheet always goes pattern-side down. I know the reason for this as an adult, but as a child, I asked, “Why?” She stood on one side of the bed, I on the other, as we worked together to change the sheets. She explained, “I want the pretty side to be against your skin as you sleep, sweetheart.” A little thing. Simple. But a statement of love, nonetheless.

Last night, as Bill and I put freshly washed sheets on the bed, he commented that the top sheet was upside-down. He says this every time we make the bed. And every time, I explain that the top sheet goes face down, so the nice side will be exposed when the bed is turned down at night. And every time, he says that it just seems wrong. And every time, I flashback to seven years old, standing next to a twin bed in the spare bedroom at my grandma’s house. And I see her. And I remember her lesson. And it just seems like a better reason to me than any “Good Housekeeping” rule on making a bed.

“I want the pretty side to be against your skin as you sleep, sweetheart.”

Grandma

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