Potatoes

Kimmie has this thing about potatoes.

Almost every time I am peeling potatoes she wanders out to the kitchen to investigate. She always reaches for a potato, balances it on the palm of her hand and raises it up and down like she is weighing it.

We usually have a discussion about "what is that?" "Potato." "What color is it?"

Eventually she takes hold of the potato and puts it up to her ear pretending to talk on the telephone. We have no idea why she associates a potato with a telephone.

I was telling Dad about this and he looked at me like I was crazy. A few days later we were at the grocery store with Kimmie. When we entered the produce section she found the potatoes and picked one up. She put it to her ear, looked at Dad and pretended to talk. Proof I wasn't making this up!

In addition to having no idea why she associates the two, we find it incredibly strange because she is petrified of telephones. When we ask her if she wants to talk to someone on the phone, her eyes get big and she moves away signing, "No, no, no." She never ever touches our cell phones.

Just a silly thing she does.

--Mom