When my oldest daughter was born, my parents generously
bought us a crib as their baby gift. We picked a white wooden one that I loved,
and now, three babies later, it is still going strong. Nearly every day, I
think, “I still adore this crib” and aside from a few small scrapes thanks to
my oldest daughter, it is in nearly perfect condition. It was a little more
expensive than some of the other cribs available, but I’ve been so happy we
went with it.
Compare that to the cheap dresser we bought for our third
daughter to store baby clothes, diaper and accessories in. It seemed like a
good deal, but almost from the moment it arrived, it’s made us crazy. It’s
poorly made and the drawers don’t open or close smoothly. The paint on the top
scraped off almost immediately, making our brand-new dresser look older than
the five-year-old crib.