This is Froggy's new kitchen. It took me 9 hours to assemble. I'm not kidding. Nine hours of my life I will never get back. And don't hate me Mom, but after working on it for a couple hours, I overheard Froggy in the hallway with her toddler tools saying, "Ugh, dammit!"
Let's just say this kitchen is earthquake, hurricane, tornado and toddler proof. And with some screws missing from the box, I had to make a trip to the hardware store where I had to ask questions like, "do you have a philips flat head screw in 5/16ths of an inch?" The screws were so tiny they said I had to go to a jewelers. But fortunately the man behind the counter had a secret stash of tiny screws. It may have been code for something perverse, but I didn't care, the kitchen had to be built! And ta da, here it is! The things you go through for your child.