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A Safe Place to Sleep

Dear Little George,

Late last night, while your brother wasn't sleeping, I finally found the right crib for you. What a relief! I've been looking for online deals for at least a week. I took the plunge and ordered it.

This morning I was looking through pictures of Simon in the old crib so I could advertise it on CraigsList. It was then that I realized that metal bar (you know the one holding it together? the one they call the "stabilizer bar?") we don't have that metal bar - it never made it to Chicago. Simon was using the crib for a year without the stabilizer bar holding the sides in place.

I ordered the part.

I canceled the crib.

Oops.

Love,

Mama

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