no sooner than I walked in the door Cheekie was there asking for silly putty and Popsicles. I was fairly certain she had never seen a Mr Potato Head. I unpacked the groceries and in a flash Mr Potatohead was gone. Cheekie somehow figured out this was a toy. She played with it for hours.
What still eludes me is Cheekies love of opening packages. I don't get that one.