We May Be Evicted…

…Because Joseph doesn’t like potatoes.

I mashed some up with butter and cheese yesterday (YUM!!), and he just cried and shook his head “no” when I tried to feed it to him.  I even tried to cube some up and let him feed it to himself, but he just threw it off of the tray.

This picture is a little blurry because he was in mid head shake.

He preferred to eat his carrot/pumpkin mixture.  Odd, odd child.

Anyway, don’t tell anyone!!  Hopefully he will grow out of this stage by school-age…

ps. It has been pointed out that I make a lot of Idaho / potato jokes.  Well,

1) Really, when you think of Idaho, what do you think of?  Yep, potatoes.  Even our Idaho license plates say “Idaho- Famous Potatoes.”  I cannot make these things up.

2) They really are delicious here, and cheap, cheap, cheap!  Even free if you go out in the field after harvest and get the leftovers yourself. (I didn’t.)

3) People really do grow them everywhere around here.  And by everywhere, I mean that my neighbor, in our subdivision, is currently growing some in her backyard.

So, until Idaho gets a new crop to put us on the map, potatoes it is.