A child is born. The son of a chief holds a special place. The Chief's squaw, the mother of his son is also Highly placed among the wives. The Grandmother of a chief's son may say a prayer prehaps like this one.

Grandmother's Blanket has many stories to tell
The colors have faded, for the years have turned it pale.
Comforted by the Oneness, Her head bows down in grace,
Thanking Great Spirit for Her Honor in this place.