Little Benjo sat on the wooden floor, clutching a soft towel tightly in his tiny hands. He had been happily playing and snuggling with it, feeling its warmth like a comforting hug. But then, Mom reached over and took it back.
The moment the towel left his hands, Benjo’s eyes widened in shock. He stared at Mom, his tiny lips trembling, and within seconds—the tantrum began!
“Eeeh! Eeeeh!” Benjo screamed, his little fists hitting the floor. His tail curled up, and his small body shook in frustration. He couldn’t believe Mom took his precious towel!
Mom chuckled softly. “Benjo, sweetheart, it’s just a towel. Mommy needs to wash it!”
But Benjo wasn’t listening. He rolled onto his back, kicked his tiny legs, and let out a dramatic cry of protest. His little face scrunched up as he threw a full-blown monkey tantrum.
He quickly sat up and reached for the towel again, but Mom held it away. That made him even more upset!
Benjo puffed out his cheeks, crossing his arms. He turned his tiny back to Mom, refusing to look at her. His moody silence spoke louder than words.
Mom smiled and shook her head. “Oh, my little grumpy boy…” She reached down and gave him a gentle tickle.
At first, Benjo ignored her—but when she tickled his belly, he let out a giggle before quickly catching himself. He tried to stay mad, but his little body wiggled with laughter.
Finally, Mom gave in and handed him a fresh towel. “Here, my little drama king.”
Benjo snatched it happily, hugging it close. He won the battle.
