His Purple Knight

His Purple Knight often carried a pen that they would play with. It would have been a fairly extraordinary thought, to you and me, but not to the Knight, who had decided it was epic. Who would have thought, a pen is the thing that was chosen.

His Purple Knight always kept a pen to break. One might consider this to be a fairly original operation, to my grandma, but not to the Knight, who expected it was amazing. Remarkably, a pen is the thing that was chosen.

His Purple Knight searched for a magic 8 ball that they would often play with. This seems a curious suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Knight, who thinks that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a magic 8 ball of all things.

His Purple Knight looked for a helmet that they would sometimes play with. It might have been an exciting operation, to me, but not to the Knight, who expected that the idea was epic. Bizarrely, a helmet is the thing to choose.

His Purple Knight found a bag of flour that they liked to drop. One might consider this to be a fairly weird proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Knight, who felt it would be out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of flour is the thing that was chosen.

His Purple Knight desperately wanted a bottle of beer that they liked to rub on his belly. It might be an astonishing operation, to my children, but not to the Knight, who thinks that this idea was wonderful. A bottle of beer is the item to choose.