Oh Spud, you stud!

Spud? Darling? Art though cozy next to me in our wedding bed?
Darling, you know I am. Let me kiss thy split pea lips.
Oh Spud, I'm so thankful I can always lean on thee!

And I on thee, darling!

(Be so very glad I didn't include all 20+ photos Caris took of the potatoes she decorated for Potato Head Night at Awana! But she and Graham both won prizes for their studly spuds! Graham's was truly amazing dressed as Mister T!)