Everywhere I Look

Everywhere, it seems, there's a Mr. Potato Head. Do you remember them from your childhood? I loved mine - and didn't ever want my Mom to throw the potato away no matter how soft it got. This lovely lady (I'm just assuming, because of the pink sneakers - but what did Sister Eugenia Margaret say about assuming???) is standing guard outside a Dunkin Donuts on my way to the studio. I have also seem them at the bank, the supermarket... mmmm... maybe other places, too. They were invented here in Rhode Island, and thus is part of our charm....