Baby Crib

Yes! :) We now have a crib and we're ready to rock and roll! It was hilarious getting it home. I went around the back to pick it up in my tiny car and this big black guy tried everything to get it to fit. I was trying to help, but he wouldn't let me even push the box because I'm pregnant. So he said they could hold it until I had someone with a truck come pick it up, but I wanted it home that night. I asked if they had some rope, he said yep--so I told him to throw it on top and I'll tie it down. He looks at me like I'm crazy, but throws it up there. Well, due to liability he isn't allowed to help me tie it down. So even though he wouldn't let me touch the box due to my pregnancy--he stands there for the next 30 minutes watching me jump on and off my car in the freezing cold tying down the box with the 5 pieces of string he gave me. I am so thankful for my dad being who he is because I am completely capable of tying something down with limited resources. The man was afraid to let me drive off, so I put on a heavy Southern accent and told him it's just like tying down a kayak and not to worry. He didn't look like he knew what a kayak was, but he let me go. Haha. Of course I got home with no problem. Mitch got home and we went to work. It was very easy to put together, but Mufasa didn't seem to keen about it. He kept laying under it and getting in the way while we were trying to put it together. Oh well, he'll have to get used to it. I love the crib, it's dark brown and simple. We didn't want one of the big decorative ones. But I tell you, the crib sure has a presence. I was trying to read in the room, and I swear the crib was just staring at me! It just has this look that says "I'm going to change your life forever and you've only got the next 5 months to get ready for it, haha!" I just sat there and stared back at it. It's weird. I mean it just looks almost harmless right now, but in a few months--that crib is going to be holding a future voter. It's truly a wonderful, but terrifying thought.