Christmas day. We watch the boys playing with their new roboreptiles for a while. Amazing what cool things kids toy robots can do these days! Eventually, they take off upstairs to play with them in their rooms. All that roaring is pretty loud after a while!
I've purchased the twins a little kitchen setup. I had to wait too long for the money to arrive before being able to get it. I had my eye on the Fisher Price Kitchen but they were all gone and I had to settle for the cheaper version.
On the box it says some assembly required. I'm thinking, no problem! I can work my way around a set of intructions! I've just assembled their toddler beds only a couple of weeks ago. Easy, peasy, right?
WRONG! I opened the box and my jaw dropped with shock. There is no: Take piece A and slip into slot B then attach to C - DONE! Nope. There is about 150 small pieces all attached to those plastic holders, all needing to be cut and assembled. There are four big pieces and four medium pieces. All the rest is small stuff. To go with the 40 long screws and 16 short screws included.
Well, this is gonna take a while! I pull everything out of the box. I had to. The big pieces were at the bottom. Each little door is three pieces clipped and then screwed to a big piece. And there are seven of them!! Holy crap!!! I can hardly read this giant paper with the miniscule written instructions on it! I put down the pieces to read through the instructions. This makes no sense at all!!! I drop them and go find DH.
I'm so fortunate to have a man who fixes airplanes for a living. He ignores the instructions for the most part, only refering to them when he gets stuck. He only had to undo one door cuz he forgot a window. All the rest he figured out. I cut parts off the plastic tabs and shaved them smooth with a box cutter. I put the pretty stickers on the finished pieces.
Two hours later, there she stood. A spiffy little kitchen with a dishwasher, stove, microwave, fridge, stovetop (that makes sounds) and cupboards. I dig through the twins' toybox and find all their little dishes that I bought a few months back. I load the kitchen up with them and we release the hounds from their sleeping prison.
Within minutes, plates and dishes are scattered everywhere and they're dancing to the timer sound on the stovetop. DH and I are sitting exhausted on the couch watching them happily tornado through.
It was worth it to see them having such fun. But maybe next time, I'll look harder to find the Fisher Price version. I'm pretty sure it wouldn't have taken so long... ~^^
