My Magical Monster

My Magical Monster desperately craved for a rubber chicken that they would sometimes smash. It was a peculiar action, to me, but not to the Monster, who had decided it would be stunning. A rubber chicken was the thing that was selected.

My Magical Monster desperately desired a tomato that they liked to put on his head. It is considered to be an unusual exercise, to my children, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was amazing. Remarkably, a tomato being the item opted for.

My Magical Monster desperately looked for a spade that they would often rub on his belly. It might be a fairly surprising action, to me and my husband, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. Remarkably, a spade would be the thing that was selected.

My Magical Monster desperately searched for a painting of a melon that they would embrace. One might consider this to be a fairly curious proposal, to my children, but not to the Monster, who thinks that it was in fact, sublime. Remarkably, a painting of a melon would be the item that was selected.

My Magical Monster desperately desired a big sponge that they sometimes annihilate This is certainly a fairly extraordinary suggestion, to my grandpa, but not to the Monster, who thinks that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a big sponge was the thing that was chosen.

My Magical Monster searched for a chocolate bar that they would occasionally cuddle. It would have been an odd exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Monster, who felt it would be awesome. Remarkably, a chocolate bar was the item that was chosen.