From Crib to College

I'm not going to attempt a blog post that will cover from crib to college. Though I do plan to blog about my little one until she leaves for college, this particular blog is in reference to our ongoing crib crisis.

In March 2010, when I was just 4 months pregnant my in-laws bought us Abbey's nursery set (thank you again). It was an amazing and generous gift, made even more amazing because the set we chose was called "Crib to College," converting from a crib, to a toddler day bed, then to an adult bed that Abbey could take off to college with her if she so chose. As part of the purchase we had the store (which will remain nameless) order the conversion kit which included all the parts that are necessary for converting the crib into each of the different stages. Let me just say that this small inconsequential portion of our order has become an epic tale.

You know, those tales like Moby Dick or maybe this story is more like War and Peace - either way, we're referring to a continuing struggle... Bear in mind that I've been reading mostly childrens books lately so my frame of reference is sure to make the following sound a lot more like Cindarella gone awry then Othello...Bear with me while I attempt to give the G-Rated, short version of our Crib to College tale now...

In a land not all that far away, unsuspecting new parents and generous grandparents were tricked into buying baby furniture from the Crib to College collection (http://www.cribstocollegebedrooms.com/ ) through a local distributor, as no local show room exists for this particular collection.

This poor family was foolish enough to think that all the parts they would need would come to be theirs sometime shortly after their purchase. So fool hardy were these new parents, for it was one year hence that they were still calling the store which must not be named...Huck Finn's (not saying the name only gives it power), to try and collect the pieces necessary to change the crib into anything but a toad.

Mommy had lost patience with the store clerks and their inability to perform the most menial of tasks long ago and had passed the nagging duty on to Daddy. Being in sales, Daddy was diligent, calling day after day, month after month - hearing promise after promise of manufacturing delays, discontinuations and delivery date guarentees. All was in vain for they continued to wait. From; "your parts will be in house within 3 weeks" to "the parts will be here the first week in May," this epic tale continues to this very day.

This past week Daddy spoke with the General Manager who assured him "the parts will arrive in 5-6 weeks"...this tale is officially To Be Continued...

At least it's a pretty crib