Her name is Juanita and my, how she's grown. She's such a pretty little girl. Well Juanita and Pablo took to each other instantly. They played all morning while Mr. Potatohead checked on that horrid little monster out in the shed. He took him some bread and water and checked that he was well tied. 
He tried to interrogate him about French Frieda and what she may have up her sleeve but the little creep wouldn't talk so he just left him there and came back in to play with the kids. 
They all get along so well. After lunch Maria and Juanita left and I cleaned up after everybody while Mr. Potatohead went out to the shed again. When he came back he looked like he'd seen a ghost! I've never seen him so white! He was shaking uncontrollably as he told me what happened. That nasty little monster had escaped! 
Mr. Potatohead said he KNEW he should have taken him fishing. Now we're worried sick because we don't know where he might be and we're SURE he'll be back looking for revenge. Oh my! Well I better go. I have dishes in the sink.Mrs. Potatohead.
