My Crypting Baby

My Crypting Baby desperately looked for a cheese grater that they would occasionally put on his head. This could be considered a fairly funny action, to me, but not to the Baby, who expected that the idea was breathtaking. Bizarrely, a cheese grater was the item that was opted for.

My Crypting Baby had a dildo that they sometimes put in the bath with him. This seems to be a fairly strange action, to me, but not to the Baby, who felt it was magnificent. Remarkably, a dildo was the chosen item.

My Crypting Baby searched for a bottle of coke that they would drop. It would be a fairly new approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Baby, who thinks that it was in fact, awesome. Bizarrely, a bottle of coke of all things.

My Crypting Baby desperately needed a porno magazine that they would often put in the bath with him. This could be considered an astonishing thing to do, to my children, but not to the Baby, who thinks that the idea was awesome. Strangely, a porno magazine is the thing to select.

My Crypting Baby always had with them a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally demolish. This seems to be a fairly strange operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Baby, who feels it was fun. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes is the item to opt for.

My Crypting Baby desperately looked for a melon that they would demolish. This is certainly a fairly odd thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Baby, who had decided it would be spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a melon would be the item that was chosen.