Mr. Potato (Tim) Head

Emma payed me a visit the other day. I will admit it was quite the challenge to find toys for my two young nieces. But alas we finally ran across Mr. Potato Head, ole faithful Mr. Potato Head. Has there ever been a child that did not like Mr Potato Head?


So we sat down getting Mrs. Potato head dressed, she was getting dressed for church you see. Then we decided that we needed "church hair". So we removed the old hair while we were in search of church hair. Then we got side tracked, ADD must run in families, and gave Mrs Potato Head a pair of glasses. Then lo and behold a bald headed Mrs. Potato Head reminded us of someone we both knew very well. At the discovery of this new resemblance, Emma and I looked at each other and knew that the only pair of shoes for this Potato head, must be the purple bunny slippers! There after the Potato Head shall be called Daddy Tim Potato Head














OK, meanness must run in families too. . .