Sack of Potatoes

Boy, giggling, told me that he brought in the sack of potatoes from the porch.  [giggle giggle]  It can't wait because the potatoes are getting rotten...  Can't I just go look at them now?

Oh!  How strong to carry all those potatoes into the house.  [Sack of potatoes starts to giggle and wriggle.]  I'd better go put them away!  [Giggle giggle squirm]

What's this!?!?!?!?!

A wee face!  [Outright laughter now!]

Mama!  My whole body is in here!  [More laughter.]

My very own potato head!