My Eccentric Baby

My Eccentric Baby desperately desired a helmet that they liked to insert somewhere. It would be an extraordinary action, to my grandma, but not to the Baby, who expected that this idea is miraculous. A helmet of all things.

My Eccentric Baby wanted a condom that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be a fairly odd proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Baby, who felt that this idea was amazing. Remarkably, a condom was the thing that was chosen.

My Eccentric Baby desperately desired a condom that they would worship. This seems a bizarre undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Baby, who feels that this idea is spectacular. Remarkably, a condom was the thing that was chosen.

My Eccentric Baby often carried a rubber chicken that they would occasionally break. This could be considered a peculiar activity, to you and me, but not to the Baby, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber chicken is the item to choose.

My Eccentric Baby owned a teapot that they would often throw. This might appear to be a fairly bizarre activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Baby, who assumed that this idea is wonderful. Strangely, a teapot was the chosen item.

My Eccentric Baby owned a mug to cuddle. It should have been a fairly funny approach to life, to you, but not to the Baby, who had decided that this idea is spectacular. Who would have thought, a mug is the item to select.