This is the pirate ship that Truett got for his birthday. It's pretty cool. It had cannons, pirates, a treasure chest, rope ladders, etc. Both boys were super excited when Tru opened it the other night.
It did not come out of the box looking like this. Nope. It came in 27 different pieces that needed to be screwed together. And I pulled it out of the box on a day when both of my boys were home. I didn't know how much assembly was going to be required of me. If I had known, I would have hidden the box and then lied about it whereabouts.
It had already been a hectic morning because there wasn't any preschool. Thanks a lot President's Day. And it was made more hectic by the stupid pirate ship. It took me an hour and 20 minutes to put it together. It might have happened more quickly if I wasn't interrupted every five minutes by someone asking if I was finished yet, picking up random pieces to look at them and asking where the pirates were. By the time I finished, I was thoroughly frustrated. I was tired of the boys not listening to me and continuing to touch things. I was tired of trying to line up the little holes and get the screw to go in straight. But when I carried it out to the living room and I saw how excited the boys were to play with it, it all seemed worth it.
And then they played with it for eight minutes. Eight freaking minutes. Yep. That's just how it goes sometimes. The next time we get a toy that requires some assembly, I think I'll wait until Daddy is home to open the box.
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