Mr Potato Head

Mothers Day so took Mum out for lunch, up near Braid Hills. Food was OK, but service was definitely on the slow side. But it was good to see family.

Weather was rather insane today.

Snow. Sun. Snow. Sun.
Jacket on. Jacket off.
Scarf on. Scarf off.
It's like the Karate Kid.

After lunch went round to my brothers, and was playing games with my niece. This is of course Mr Potato Head. I find it hard to look at him and not imagine the slightly sarcastic voice from Toy Story.
She has an amazing new toy though. It's a talking, moving Cookie Monster.

'I THINK THERE MIGHT BE COOKIES IN MY BACK PACK'

He says in that gruff, Yoda-like voice that all Frank Oz creations resemble.


Playing at church today. The guys in the band are so talented. Sounds silly, but the fact that all these different people playing different things on different instruments somehow all comes together to make music, still blows my mind a little.