My Bum Loving Baby

My Bum Loving Baby craved for a bag of flour that they would sometimes experiment on. One might find this to be a new suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Baby, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was miraculous. Bizarrely, a bag of flour was the thing that was chosen.

My Bum Loving Baby desperately craved for a chocolate bar that they would sometimes worship. It should have been a strange exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Baby, who had come to the conclusion it was breathtaking. Bizarrely, a chocolate bar was the thing that was opted for.

My Bum Loving Baby owned a pint of beer that they sometimes sit and look at. It would have been a weird proposal, to my children, but not to the Baby, who felt that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a pint of beer is the thing to opt for.

My Bum Loving Baby often carried a big sponge that they would try to balance on their head. It was a fairly unusual undertaking, to many, but not to the Baby, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Strangely, a big sponge was the chosen thing.

My Bum Loving Baby desperately needed a ball that they would occasionally put up their bum. This seems a surprising thought, to many, but not to the Baby, who thought that it was in fact, miraculous. Honestly, a ball was the chosen thing.

My Bum Loving Baby found a rubber johnny that they liked to worship. It is a peculiar operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Baby, who considered that this idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a rubber johnny having that done to it