Crib: (n) a child’s bed with enclosed sides.
For those aggravated souls who believe that life has no sensibility or purpose, I would have to offer the example of babies.
Just simply consider what it would be like if newborns came out talking.
As horrible as it may be to hear them cry, their needs are so easily achieved that the possibility of going back to sleep actually exists.
On the other hand, if you were walking up to the crib and hearing your new son or daughter explain to you in vivid detail their level of discomfort, along with a lamentation about how little you care because of how long it took for you to get there—well, that would be absolutely insane.
Certainly there would be more crib death.
Fortunately, they learn to poop, eat, crawl, stand, walk—and then talk.
It is so beautiful—because by the time they talk and start becoming demanding, you can look at them and say:
“Go get it yourself.”