I finally have the time to share the story I promised
here and
here. My first attempt at quilting...
A lot of my weekends during my junior and senior years of high school were spent babysitting for three little girls that I absolutely adored. The two older girls, ages 3 and 2, shared a Disney princess themed bedroom and one day while out at the store I found a panel print of Disney princesses. Having wanted to quilt for a number of years, I thought I would make quilts for the girls to put on their beds. I purchased two panels and some matching calico fabrics and solids to put together the backs.

Having no idea what I was doing, I randomly cut into the fabric and pieced together a rectangle that was the same size as the panel for the back. I knew it wasn't perfect, but I was quite happy with my first attempt at piecing. I sandwiched the panel, some batting, and the pieced back together, basted with a few safety pins and attempted to free motion quilt it all together. Knowing nothing about what I was doing, I had the feed dogs up and was using a presser foot. The result:

I tried to move the quilt back and forth to create the wavy lines I had seen on other quilts, but it was hard. I was upset that I had a couple spots where the fabric folded over the quilting, but was otherwise somewhat happy with what I had put together.

I couldn't figure out how to fix the problem though so I decided to just bind it. Mind you, I had no concept of quilting. I was just looking at a quilt my parents had had made for me in middle school and trying to copy what I appeared to be looking at. To me, the binding looked like a tube of fabric so that is what I did next. I cut long strips of fabric and sewed them into tubes, turned them right side out, folded them over the raw edges of the quilt and pinned them down.

Each side of the quilt had a separate piece of binding and I just folded the ends under so the raw edge wouldn't hang out.

When I finished sewing down the one side, there were several places the binding wasn't attached to the quilt. This was the last straw for me. I was so frustrated that I quit. I didn't know where to turn to learn what I needed to to fix the quilts since I didn't know anyone who quilted or really even people who sewed much at the time.

I've learned so much since this first attempt. Luckily, I thought to look online for help when I next attempted quilting. Between what I read online and some critical thinking, I've figured out what I'm doing now.
I still have this mangled mess of fabric, batting, and thread. My mom thinks I should keep it as a reminder of my first attempt at quilting. I'm thinking about throwing it away. I still have the
fabric that I had planned to use for the matching quilt plus these pictures so I'm not sure I need to keep this unusable mess. We'll see.