Dylan is coming home from the University of Idaho to visit! We are very excited! We have been fluffing his pillows, stocking the fridge, and looking forward to welcoming him with open arms!
The grocer stocking the isles couldn't help but notice the affection Ben had for the over sized root. As Ben called out, "Mr. Tato, Mr. Tato", the grocer giggled and smiled. When Ben was asked if he wanted it, Ben replied, "Yeah! I want it! I want it! I want the Mr. Tato Robot!". This prompted the nice grocer to allow us to clip the decoration to our cart destine for home.
Ben told everyone at the checkout counter, and within ear shot, about his precious potato and that they were both "Happy!". However, once we were in the parking lot, disaster struck! There was a blight, if you will. The sticker holding the anchor ribbon gave loose! The Potato drifted up, higher and higher into the sky, leaving Benjamin holding a limp ribbon. His mouth agape, he started to tear up and called out, "Come back! Come back!". I hugged him and encouraged him to wave "good-bye" to his floating friend who was, clearly, headed back to IDAHO.
Apparently, the manager noticed this parking lot drama and decided that Albertsons could sell potatoes even if there were no large "IDAHO" balloons looming over them. He came running out of the store and said that, if we waited a minute, Ben could have the last remaining potato balloon.
So Thing 2 (Ben) will be standing here with Tato #2 ready to greet Thing 1 (Dylan) with open arms! Maybe Dylan will even see Tato #1 waving to him during his drive as they cross paths.