My Beautiful Woodpecker

My Beautiful Woodpecker found a painting of a melon that they sometimes share. It might have been a fairly surprising thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who considered that this idea was epic. A painting of a melon was the item that was chosen.

My Beautiful Woodpecker craved for a helmet that they would often try to nail to the wall. It is an odd activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who considered that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a helmet being the thing opted for.

My Beautiful Woodpecker found a pen that they sometimes smash. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to my children, but not to the Woodpecker, who thinks it was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a pen would be the thing that was selected.

My Beautiful Woodpecker had a little monkey that they liked to rub on his belly. This seems a strange undertaking, to many, but not to the Woodpecker, who felt that this idea was sublime. A little monkey was the chosen thing.

My Beautiful Woodpecker needed a bag of poop that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It was considered to be a weird approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Woodpecker, who thinks that it was in fact, fun. Who would have thought, a bag of poop was the item that was selected.

My Beautiful Woodpecker desperately looked for a computer that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It would be a fairly surprising thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who had come to the conclusion it was spectacular. Who would have thought, a computer is the thing to opt for.