My Yellow Robin

My Yellow Robin always had with them a can of Dr Pepper that they liked to break. This could be considered a weird and wonderful approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Robin, who had decided it would be awesome. Who would have thought, a can of Dr Pepper was the item that was opted for.

My Yellow Robin had a ball that they would share. It was an astonishing exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Robin, who considered it was wonderous. Honestly, a ball is the thing to select.

My Yellow Robin desperately looked for a stapler that they would often sit and look at. It was considered to be an exciting approach to life, to most, but not to the Robin, who assumed that this idea was breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a stapler being the thing selected.

My Yellow Robin looked for a Harry Potter wand that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a fairly weird idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. A Harry Potter wand would be the thing that was selected.

My Yellow Robin found a pint of cider that they would often sit and look at. It should have been a fairly curious activity, to my dad, but not to the Robin, who considered that the idea was epic. Bizarrely, a pint of cider was the thing that was opted for.

My Yellow Robin wanted a rubber chicken that they would sometimes demolish. It was a fairly funny operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is epic. Honestly, a rubber chicken is the item to choose.