After two kids and seven years, the crib is finally out of the house. It served us well! It was the one place in the house where I knew that if put something (or someone) in it, they would still be there when I returned. The days of having to lift a child out of bed are over. Now, they just crawl out of their beds and stand by my side of the bed in the middle of the night staring at me while I sleep. There is nothing quite like opening your eyes at 3am to see a child standing next to you asking, “Daddy, what doing?” Um…my taxes?

Breaking apart the crib was easier than I assumed it would be, but still difficult enough to make me curse the manufacturer several times. However, the new bed came with a crew who built it for me! Whoo hoo!!

Here is what we started with:

Here is the finished product:

 And, for your viewing pleasure, here is the video: (By the way, my wife has a film degree from USC, but still doesn’t understand that she needs to turn her phone sideways to record video. Personally, I blame George Lucas for not giving the school enough money.)