Mr. and Mrs.

A few weeks ago the girls and I returned home from a meeting at a friend in our ward's home.  I unbuckled Lydia from her carseat and she immediately tried to re-buckle herself while demanding that we go back.  She hadn't shown any signs that she wanted to stay as we packed up to go, and she was rather pleasant on the ride home; however, her insistent demand that we go back to her friend's house quickly became a hysterical plea with lots and lots of tears.  Genuine tears.  Even once inside she kept running to the garage door trying to open it so that we could get in the car.  Why the desperate need to "go back"?  Because Lydia's friends from her favorite Disney movies no longer existed solely on the big screen.  She had seen Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head from Toy Story and she would never be the same.  Never. Ever.

Jon came home for lunch shortly after Lydia's meltdown and pacified her temporarily by putting on Toy Story.  I had several errands to run that afternoon and once we'd gotten in the car Lydia wanted to go back to her friends again.  We were going shopping so she asked if we could look for the potatoes.  Sure.  No harm in that.  Right before we reached our first stop she decided she wanted to buy the potatoes.  Buy?  Really Lyds?  I didn't even know she was aware of such words, let alone what they meant.  Anyway, I promised her we'd buy her a Potato if we found one.  Perhaps I should have thought that promise through.  The result?  Lydia is the happiest little girl ever!  She has her Mrs. and her Mr.  Sometimes they go by Sleeping Booty and Prince Philip, or Mother and Father.  And most recently Granny and Grandfather.  Reminds me of her Aunt Sarah.  These girls have great imaginations!!

Anyway, I don't know that we would have found the Potato Heads if one of them hadn't been lying in the middle of an aisle at Family Dollar.  She was so excited to show Jon when he got home, and he got the biggest kick out of it because he'd spent a few minutes looking on-line at work to find out the cost of a Mr. Potato Head.  These Mini-Potatoes were a great deal, and Lydia has played with them daily.  Definitely worth it.  So worth it.