We just returned from picking up the baby furniture: a crib, changing table, and dresser. Mind you, my child has better bedroom furniture than we do. His set MATCHES and was purchased at a store. Ours came from the alley a.k.a. dumpster dive specials, hand-me-downs, and the craftsman skills of M. who made the platform bed after we discovered our standard box would not fit up the stairs.
Just to show Peanut how much he is loved, Daddy took the “good car” to pick up the furniture. He didn’t even cringe out loud when the loader touched the ceiling of the car with the box as he shoved it in (although he was awfully silent on the way home and I am certain he was thinking about it). I, the impulsive and irrational one in this twosome, wanted to bring it in and set it up and marvel. Right now. Tonight. Who cares if it is a work night. In fact, I didn’t care if it took us all night becasue it would be fun and exciting and yea! We could go to Perkins at 4 am and it wold be like the good old times with my mushroom and cheese omelet, hashbrowns and the pancakes. M., my bi-polar opposite, announced he would set it up this weekend.
THIS WEEKEND???? No freaking way. I have waited 5 years for this and I am not waiting 4 more days.
So we compromised by removing it from the boxes. The dresser was already put together so that was a bonus for me. Ahem, I forgot to mention that all the furniture in our room had to be assembled. The crib will be easy to put together although we still don’t have a mattress for it. The changing table, now that is a funny story…
As I opened the box that confined the changing table the first piece I pulled out was the top that had the straps attached to hold the child in place. It struck me as kind of funny because all I could think of was one of those medical stabilization boards you see on ships and near water for folks who jump in and break their necks or something like that. Why that is funny, I have no idea, but I guess it was not what I was expecting. Since we were on a comedic roll already you can imagine the conversation below that followed was even funnier than it reads here:
Me: Ha! Ha! Ha!
M.: What is that for?
Me: It is so you can strap him in and he won’t roll off?
M.: Do what? That is so stupid?
Me: Well it is better than him ROLLING ONTO THE FLOOR or moving around a lot.
M.: You mean they move?
Me: Yes, M., babies move. He is a human, you know, not a robot with an on/off switch.
M.: Still I am not using that.
See, not very funny, perhaps you needed his facial expression. Stay tuned for pictures of the nursery in the next week or two.
And, thanks Mom, for the crib.