Cribbage

Some say it's bad luck, but I have assembled the crib. I don't know when the good luck cutoff date is, but that thing was sitting in the back of our truck long enough. I would say built but that would be a slight exaggeration. Allen wrenches and screwdrivers were all I needed. We've been having crib usage drills like the Is It Deep Enough Arm Reach Test and the Baby In One Arm Crib Wall Slide Test (since it has a moveable wall) and Balancing On One Foot While Holding Baby Foot Pedal Test (wall only moves with a pedal release) and Quiet Wall Movement Test. We're getting better. You can allegedly convert it into a toddler bed for when they get older so it came with all these extra pieces that we'll now have to keep track of. But it works. Our bedroom has a nook where it fits almost perfectly, the only problem being that the crib is too large to wheel out of the room. I don't know that we'd ever actually need to wheel the crib around, it just seemed like a handy idea. But no, she's trapped....or we are....depends on how you look at it. Is she going to hold us prisoner in our own bedroom? I think we're getting some kind of white noise or sounds generator so that we won't wake her when we go to bed. Although, one thing New York promotes in children is the ability to sleep through anything. Garbage trucks, buses, police cars and ambulances. We all got used to them. When Katrina first moved to New York she actually turned her head when ambulances drove by. HA! That seems like a long time ago.