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The Lowering of the Crib

I know many of you are thinking why in the world would this crazy girl be writing a post about lowering a crib.  Surely there can't be too much to say about something so simple, right?  I mean, she's a PA and he's a veterinarian.  They must be smart enough to conquer a task easy enough for a monkey.

Except that we aren't smart enough.  In our defense, the directions that came with the crib are like reading ancient hieroglyphics.  And I didn't take that course in college.  Nor was I born with freakishly tiny hands that can easily fit through the crib rails and then bend at a 90 degree angle in order to unscrew the stupid parts that adjust. 

I kept putting this off, until I knew the day was going to arrive that she figured out she could pull herself to standing in there.  It's amazing she hadn't done it already.  But now I wish I'd just built some sort of contraption to make the bed rails taller.  I realize that would have been simpler.  So, after about 2 hours of the two of us deliberating over how to get this done and Paisley watching us wondering why she was stuck with us as her parents, it was finally at the middle level.  And she slept on it last night without any incidents.   

Just makes me wonder why such an expensive piece of furniture has to be so confusing!  Maybe we should have went ahead and put in on the lowest setting to avoid doing this ever again...

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  1. I'm a new follower :) And I'm sooooo not looking forward to doing this. Mad props to you for successfully lowering it!

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  2. Haha! Last week we dropped our crib too, but we DID put it on the lowest setting because the middle was too hard! :P not sure if you have a PB one, but that's what we had issues with. Oh well!

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  3. Pottery Barn right? ::shakes head in disappointment::

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  4. LOL, I am NOT looking forward to this and I anticipate needing to do it in the next month. Wish us luck:)! GOOD JOB to you both - you figured it out at least!

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  5. Oh good. So you are experts now and can do this for us when needed lol :)

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  6. We went from the top setting to the lowest with all of them for many of the same reasons. LOL!

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  7. UGH....we have to do that this weekend. Not looking forward to it.

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