Little baby Monee was sitting quietly, her tiny body calm for once.
Then—
She saw Daddy.
The moment her eyes locked onto him, everything changed instantly. Her face lit up, and her small body filled with excitement.
She knew what it meant.
Milk time!
“Eee!”
With sudden energy, Monee quickly got up and ran toward Daddy, her tiny feet moving as fast as they could. It was surprising—she usually cried or waited, but this time she rushed forward happily.
“Eee! Eee!”
Her voice sounded excited, not angry.
She reached him and lifted her tiny arms, asking to be picked up. Her eyes sparkled with joy and expectation.
Daddy smiled.
He gently picked her up, holding her close.
Monee leaned into him immediately, still making happy little sounds. No tantrum, no crying—just pure excitement.
She knew her milk was coming.
Daddy prepared the bottle while holding her, and Monee watched closely, her body wiggling slightly with anticipation.
Then—
The bottle was ready.
She eagerly began to drink, calm and satisfied.
No drama this time.
Just happiness.
For little Monee, sometimes love and milk bring out the sweetest side—running with joy instead of crying for it.
