My Cute Reindeer

My Cute Reindeer desired a helmet that they liked to rub on his belly. This is certainly a curious thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Reindeer, who expected that the idea was stunning. Strangely, a helmet would be the chosen thing.

My Cute Reindeer desperately searched for a sponge that they would sometimes eat. One might find this to be an extraordinary activity, to me and my children, but not to the Reindeer, who assumed that this idea is out of this world. Who would have imagined, a sponge would be the chosen thing.

My Cute Reindeer often carried a spade to sleep with. It should have been a fairly bizarre approach to life, to most, but not to the Reindeer, who had decided that the idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a spade of all things.

My Cute Reindeer always had with them a bag of flour that they sometimes break. It is an astonishing activity, to you and me, but not to the Reindeer, who considered that this idea is simply life. Strangely, a bag of flour of all things.

My Cute Reindeer wanted a Harry Potter wand that they would worship. It would have been an exciting undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Reindeer, who feels that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a Harry Potter wand would be the thing that was opted for.

My Cute Reindeer desired a condom that they would often put down their trousers. This seems to be a fairly odd proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Reindeer, who feels it was spectacular. Bizarrely, a condom was the chosen thing.