Yes, I do have pictures from Christmas and I will post them.
But first I had to share this with you.
Let me tell you how.
There are potato chip factories in Indiana that sample each truck load of potatoes. If the potatoes don't meet the standards of the factory, the potato shipment is rejected. Instead of throwing these potatoes out, a group has organized a distribution at a church. One of the men from my parents church said he would take 1,000 of the ten pound bags.
When he showed up, they had 1,500. He said he couldn't take that many. He was told take them or leave them.
It was all or nothing.
So he took them.
My parents have been taking bags to give to as many people as they can, like Spencer's baby sitter, my sister, Bill and me.
Last night, when I reached in the bag to pull out potatoes, I pulled out this one.
It's the mitten!
The Lower Peninsula!
I had to take a picture.
Can you believe out of 1,500 bags of potatoes that we got the bag with this one in it?
Now we can eat it.