His Hungry Artist

His Hungry Artist desperately looked for a hat that they would occasionally drop. This could be considered a fairly funny proposal, to my children, but not to the Artist, who feels that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a hat is the thing that was chosen.

His Hungry Artist desperately wanted a pencil sharpener that they would often worship. It should be an odd approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea was epic. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener is the thing to choose.

His Hungry Artist desperately craved for a hat to try to balance on their head. This is certainly an exciting exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Artist, who thought that this idea is spectacular. A hat being the chosen item.

His Hungry Artist desperately craved for a CD player that they sometimes rub on his belly. One might find this to be a fairly unusual undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who feels that this idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a CD player being the item selected.

His Hungry Artist desperately looked for a bag of poop that they would occasionally put on his head. It should have been an astonishing idea, to me, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop was the item that was selected.

His Hungry Artist owned a big sponge that they would play with. It should have been a curious exercise, to some, but not to the Artist, who felt it would be amazing. Who would have thought, a big sponge was the thing that was chosen.