Randomness

We got lots of potatoes this summer. Every time we open a new bag, we find a little potato garden growing.


Dorothy was particularly distrustful of this tuber. To be fair, it looks a little bit like an alien. (Also, who knew a plant would just break through a plastic bag??!)
She kept eying it suspiciously and hugging my leg. Until we made it into french fries, at which point she fully embraced it.


Talking to the babies.




Two babies sleeping. (Ruby L, Norah R)


If you stare at it hard enough, the turtle will come to you.