My Anxious Bird carried a ball that they would often demolish. It would have been a fairly astonishing activity, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who feels that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a ball was the chosen item.
My Anxious Bird often carried a spade that they would often break. This seems a fairly strange activity, to you and me, but not to the Bird, who feels that the idea was amazing. Remarkably, a spade would be the item that was opted for.
My Anxious Bird always carried a computer to share. It is a fairly peculiar thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Bird, who thinks that it was in fact, wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a computer would be the item chosen.
My Anxious Bird searched for a tomato that they would sometimes drop. This seems a weird and wonderful action, to me and my parents, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a tomato is the thing to choose.
My Anxious Bird desperately craved for a sponge that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a fairly unusual thought, to most, but not to the Bird, who thought it would be awe-inspring. Strangely, a sponge is the item to select.
My Anxious Bird looked for a hat to eat. One might say this is a curious approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Bird, who thinks it was out of this world. Remarkably, a hat being the chosen thing.