Their Anxious Monster

Their Anxious Monster always kept a bottle of wine that they liked to experiment on. It was a bizarre proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Monster, who feels that this idea is awesome. Strangely, a bottle of wine is the thing that was chosen.

Their Anxious Monster always had with them a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally rub on his belly. One might find this to be a fairly odd exercise, to my dad, but not to the Monster, who expected that this idea is the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a sack of potatoes being the item selected.

Their Anxious Monster desperately wanted a crown to smash. This seems a fairly exciting idea, to my dad, but not to the Monster, who thought it would be awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a crown being the chosen thing.

Their Anxious Monster desperately needed a radiator that they would occasionally cuddle. It should have been a fairly weird thing to do, to me, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion it was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a radiator was the thing that was selected.

Their Anxious Monster needed a pint of beer that they would often try to nail to the wall. It might have been a fairly peculiar approach to life, to some, but not to the Monster, who thinks it would be exciting. Remarkably, a pint of beer being the thing selected.

Their Anxious Monster desperately desired a big sponge to worship. It might have been a fairly unusual exercise, to some, but not to the Monster, who expected that it was in fact, fun. Who would have thought, a big sponge is the item to select.