Two Crib Mattresses Short A Baby

When I last left you, Chucks and I were arguing discussing loudly about two dirty, wet, stinky crib mattresses I had to have.

I had to drag them forty-five miles back home.

I just plain had to do it.

He did not see the appeal.

He thought I was crazier than usual.

He left and went in the house.

Well, good!

Now I can get to work.

It was about six in the evening.

Darkness falling fast.

If you have babies who sleep on crib mattresses, you may NOT want to see this post.

 Sorry for the photos - it was dark.

He left me in the cold and the dark.

With shears and a box cutter.

I was ready to rumble.

Cue West Side Story music.

I cut away the plastic.

I cut away yards of foam.
  
I cut away some kind of material.

To get to this.

This is a product like the coco-mat you use to line planters.

Except it is full a big wood chips and splinters.

It smells.

 
Can you sneak a peek of what is inside?

CRIB SPRINGS!!!!

Yes, all that stinky stuff I pulled off went into a large bag and straight to the trash can.

Yes, your baby sleeps on that.

Yes, these were highly-rated brand-name mattresses.

Yes, I took a scalding hot bath and washed my clothes, too.


It is a dirty job, but someone has to save the crib springs.

I elected myself.

It is quite the battle to remove all that junk.

It was truly night when I finished.

Here were the rewards of the struggle.



Two sets of crib springs ready for a quick hosing off and a trip to the booth.

Great for displays.

And to think Chucks did not want me to bring them home.

Think I am two crib mattresses short a baby now, Big Boy?

No, I do not talk to my husband like that.

Except under my breath.

I left him with an empty truck.

He was happy.

I was happy.

The crib springs were happy.

See y'all!

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