My Confused Elf

My Confused Elf desperately looked for a teapot that they would occasionally throw. This might appear to be a bizarre thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Elf, who expected it would be wonderful. Who would have thought, a teapot of all things.

My Confused Elf searched for a Harry Potter wand that they would demolish. It would have been an odd suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Elf, who felt that this idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a Harry Potter wand being the thing opted for.

My Confused Elf had a painting of a melon to play with. One might find this to be a weird and wonderful activity, to my children, but not to the Elf, who had come to the conclusion it would be miraculous. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon would be the chosen thing.

My Confused Elf desperately needed a bottle of wine to drop. One might say this is a new undertaking, to you, but not to the Elf, who assumed it would be awesome. Remarkably, a bottle of wine being the chosen thing.

My Confused Elf needed a cup that they would sometimes sleep with. It should have been a fairly strange exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Elf, who thought it was wonderous. Bizarrely, a cup being the chosen thing.

My Confused Elf desperately craved for a big sponge to try to nail to the wall. This could be considered a fairly unusual suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who considered that it was in fact, amazing. Bizarrely, a big sponge would be the item that was chosen.