Showing posts with label rubicons rock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rubicons rock. Show all posts

Monday, September 17, 2007

The Assembly...

Titus here:
We managed to wake up Earl Grey. We just waved some stinky goodness under his nose and he perked right up. Anyway, the Rubicon is finally assembled and ready to roll! Here's a look at the assembly:


We all had to scope out the box. It was very tall and smelled pretty neat.




At this point, I am very bored and have resorted to chewing on my Nylabone. Which is way more fun than checking out some dumb box.







As soon as Mom emptied the box, the twins jumped in there. Mom was wondering if maybe she should've just ordered a large, empty box instead.




Tazo had to inspect the pieces to make sure everything had been shipped.



EG had to double check.



The tires smelled great! Momma said they were stinky, but she's nuts.



This tire smelled so good that EG put the bitey on it. You can sort of see his teeths mark right in the middle of the photo on the black, foamy part right above where it bends. (Sorry, Mom tried to put an arrow on there this morning, but she hadn't had her coffee yet, so she was saying a bunch of words on the bad word list. Just trust me, the teeths mark is there.)



Mom unfolded the stroller and laid it down to put on the front wheel. Tazo's liking it already.




EG's taking his turn. The stroller is still turned on it's back.





Finally, the wheels are on. The fender looks like it's on, but it's not secured. Mom started saying those bad words again, and decided that it was a good job for Dad to do when he got home from work. Ditto for the cupholder. She gave up after she pinched her fingers (even though the manual told her to be careful about that) and started saying bad words again.



EG's kicking the tires.





I think he's gonna keep it. His favorite spot is in the basket underneath. Mom doesn't really have the heart to tell him that that's not where he's supposed to ride. He ended up staying in there most of the evening.




The guy from the website told Mom that it should only take a few minutes to assemble. It took Mom much longer. heh heh There was lots of mumbling and bad words and "Easy assembly my @ss!" going on. But, it all worked out and after she was done, she had to lie down and have some of these:



Tazo here: Here's a Furry Kid blooper picture for you. Mom was about to "publish" and noticed that in addition to this being a really bad picture, Titus needed some Spot #13 "maintenance," if you know what I mean. hee hee She censored it in case anyone has a weak stomach. hee hee Shortly after this, she chased him down with a baby wipe. Hahahahahahaha!