My Red Baby

My Red Baby owned a cup that they would sometimes worship. This seems a fairly funny operation, to you, but not to the Baby, who feels that the idea was awesome. A cup was the thing that was chosen.

My Red Baby carried a bat to share. It might have been a fairly exciting approach to life, to my children, but not to the Baby, who had come to the conclusion it would be sublime. Honestly, a bat being the thing opted for.

My Red Baby often carried a Harry Potter wand that they liked to rub on his belly. It would have been a curious proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Baby, who had decided that the idea was sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a Harry Potter wand being the chosen item.

My Red Baby desperately needed a radiator that they would often embrace. This could be considered a surprising approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Baby, who had decided that it was in fact, stunning. Strangely, a radiator was the chosen item.

My Red Baby always had with them a stretchman that they would often put in the bath with him. It should be a different approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Baby, who feels that the idea was fun. Who would have thought, a stretchman would be the item that was opted for.

My Red Baby desperately needed a bag of poop that they would insert somewhere. It might have been a fairly peculiar approach to life, to some, but not to the Baby, who expected that the idea was spectacular. A bag of poop is the thing to opt for.