The fabulous crib was a gift from my sweet parents who, God bless them, are (I think) terrified of exactly how many children we're going to end up with. One thing David and I have tried hard to communicate is that we don't want anyone else ever to see this flock of ours as cause for anxiety because it's "one more to buy for." But my parents have always found a way to welcome each of our kids, and this sweet new baby girl is no exception. The crib came at the perfect time as well, since the night before I got it David finally came to accept that the one we've used for eight years simply was not going to safely assemble a fourth (or is it fifth?) time. Clearly, my mother figured this fact out before he did.
Now, I had hoped to time this whole project perfectly: finish room, get referral next day. It didn't work out that way. So now I need another project. Therefore, Dog #2 is coming home tonight. Bodhi, the 7-week-old German Wirehaired Pointer that David's been dreaming about for years will finally find her place in our humble home at about 9:00 this evening after having her official German Deutsch Drath Harr (or some such thing) number TATTOOED into her ear. Good Lord - is she a dog or a cow, one might wonder.