Until yesterday, my husband has put together all of the assembly-required toys for the kids.  Until yesterday, I had no idea how lucky I was that he took upon himself the role of toy-assembly-super-hero. 
David and JD's auntie sent them a birthday present a few days ago; after a few days of my husband being too tired after a long day of work to assemble it, I decided to give it a try.  How hard can it be, right?  Well I will tell you.  I opened the box and the first thing I see is a bag of screws.  SCREWS!!  It's a kids toy!  So I pull out the screws and hunt down a screwdriver, which turned out to be very handy from the last time a toy had to be assembled, and set to work.  Out came piece after piece of plastic parts, which when completed should somehow resemble a Little Tykes Garage.  After a gazillion pieces I finally found the bottom of the box, and there to my DELIGHT (after realizing how many pieces there actually were) was a booklet containing the assembly directions!  Horray!  For someone mechanically challanged as I am, that is a very good item to find.  One might say a necessary item.  I sure would.  Alright, so I have my screws, screwdriver, pieces and directions...I'm set.  And pumped.  I feel so super-hero-ish, and ready to put together my first EVER toy.  I open the directions and immediately furrow my brow.  The step-by-step directions are in 12 - I repeat, 12 - languages!!  Even though English is at the top, I challange ANYONE to look at an 11-page instruction manual where every step is written in 12 languages, and see if they don't get confuzed!! 
  I will spare you the gory details, suffice it to say I felt more on top of the world with each step completed.  I was stuck here and there, but every time I figured it out and plugged along to the next one.  I snapped pieces together, inserted screws and drove them home, I was a MACHINE!! Two and a half hours later, I was sitting in the middle of the livingroom floor,  exhaused (yes, EXHAUSTED!) and triumphant.  Though I don't see myself applying for a job in Santa's workshop, I am very proud of the job I did.  When completed, it actually looked like a parking garage!  And I didn't even have any pieces left over, causing me to have to  take it all apart to see where I went wrong.  It looks good!  I showed the boys how to work it; car in elevator-goes up-then races down spiral ramp.  They loved it!! 
  My husband arrived home from work and seemed suprised that I had assembled the toy.  I don't blame him;  I am still suprised myself!!  Then he gets on the floor to try it out...and when the elevator won't work right, he says to me..."Did you put this together right??"  
:)    :)    :)    :)    :)    Uh, seriously??  WHO KNOWS!!!  But I did it!
By the way,  they love the garage Auntie!!!
 
 
2 comments:
YAY! Good for you. It is a great feeling, isn't it. I remember when Rand was still tiny and we had just moved. Ross' work hours were insane, so I decided to put the crib together myself.....it was such a triumph to be able to do it.
Woo Hooo - You Go Girl!
Yes, the victory - the agony - the great sleep you must of had that night!
You are so welcome - I'm sorry it came in pieces! I didn't realize they would ship it that way cause in the store it is together - I guess they save on shipping that way...
I hope to come out and try it myself one day --- don't forget to get the video of Jon playing with it!!!
hugs,
Shannon
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