First... I had to open the box and cut all the little pieces off the cardboard (*Note - remind relatives not to give Brooklyn toys for Christmas unless THEY plan to put the toys together!!)
Then... I have to find all the tools I need. Like a screwdriver. Of course my husband has to have fancy gadgety screwdrivers that involve assembly.
Then... Blood--Sweat---Tears---Bad Words---Obstacles---Confusion---More Sweat---More Tears---
Then...
I felt like Santa!
The next day
She took off running! I guess all the hard work was worth it!
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