alien encounters

We love Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head around here. (Except when a bare human foot meets a plastic nose left on the ground, resulting in broken skin. True story. Still limping.) Usually we play with the pieces in conventional ways.

But, if you know our girl at all, you know that she loves the unconventional too. So when she tells me that the dog is an alien, it doesn't surprise me.


Yes, that is a Mrs. Potato Head (Dr. Potato Head?) stethoscope upside down on his head.


She was so proud. And he was such a good sport about it.


And I guess it must have looked like fun to her too!


I love, love, love her imagination!