My parents were so kind to get Ailee this table and chair set for Christmas. We were so excited to set up a special station just for her. Her very own place where she could color and play and have tea parties. So now comes the fun part for Dad, I get to put it together. This time, Ailee really wanted to help me with the project. I'm not sure who decides to predrill the holes, but the measurements might not have been acurate. Of course they give me screws that don't match any of my drill bits. So I have to use this Allen wrench that is made for little kids hands. So I begin to twist and turn and push and pull. These screws are not going in. My temper begins to flare becauce my electric drill would do this in no time flat, but no...I have to use this piece of metal that has the gripping of sheer glass. I'm angry. The pieces are moving and I am trying to brace the legs of the table while securing the top. I want to throw this thing across the room, and then I peeked over my shoulder. Ailee was sitting beside me holding the extra screws ready to hand the next one to me. My red face turned pink and I smiled at her. The table and chairs were for her and I wanted to finish it for her. So I did...without throwing anything.
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