I spent most of last week on my knees on the nursery floor, surrounded by instruction sheets, hardware bags, and furniture pieces that didn't obviously connect to anything. Assembly directions for baby items are either perfectly clear or completely baffling — there's no-in-between. At some point I stopped checking the steps and started just staring at what was in front of me, trying to figure out where it all was supposed to go. By the end of the week, the room looked like a