My Purple Elf

My Purple Elf needed a sponge that they would occasionally play with. This seems a different undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Elf, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. Bizarrely, a sponge was the item that was opted for.

My Purple Elf desperately searched for a bag of poop that they sometimes cuddle. It would have been a funny thing to do, to my children, but not to the Elf, who felt that it was in fact, simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop would be the item that was opted for.

My Purple Elf needed a big sponge that they would often smash. One might find this to be a peculiar idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Elf, who thinks that this idea is out of this world. Strangely, a big sponge is the thing to opt for.

My Purple Elf looked for a teapot to drop. It is a fairly new exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Elf, who feels it would be awe-inspring. A teapot is the item to opt for.

My Purple Elf desperately needed a Harry Potter wand that they would often sit and look at. This seems to be a fairly surprising suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Elf, who felt that this idea is exciting. Remarkably, a Harry Potter wand would be the item chosen.

My Purple Elf looked for a tomato that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. One might consider this to be a peculiar proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Elf, who had decided that this idea is stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato of all things.