My Little Aftab always had with them a bat that they sometimes share. It should have been a different proposal, to some, but not to the Aftab, who thought that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a bat would be the item that was selected.
My Little Aftab looked for a rubber chicken that they sometimes throw. One might say this is a funny approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Aftab, who thought that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken is the item that was chosen.
My Little Aftab desired a block of cheese that they would sometimes drop. It is a bizarre idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Aftab, who thought that it was in fact, wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a block of cheese is the thing to select.
My Little Aftab looked for a spade that they liked to break. One might find this to be an exciting activity, to me and my children, but not to the Aftab, who assumed that the idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a spade would be the thing that was chosen.
My Little Aftab desperately craved for a CD player to put on his head. One might consider this to be a fairly surprising undertaking, to me, but not to the Aftab, who had decided it would be fun. Remarkably, a CD player was the item that was selected.
My Little Aftab searched for a magic 8 ball that they would smash. This is certainly a fairly odd exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Aftab, who thinks that the idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a magic 8 ball was the item that was opted for.