It was early morning in the nursery, and a soft glow of UV sunlight streamed through the open window. The rays were warm but gentle—perfect for the tiny newborns to soak in a little light for their health.
On the soft blanket lay a tiny baby monkey named Bilo, only a few days old. His fur was barely fluffy, his eyes still adjusting to the brightness of the world. But he was already full of curiosity and charm.
Mom gently placed him under the sunlight, rubbing his back and whispering, “Just a little light, baby. It’ll help your bones grow strong.”
Bilo didn’t understand a word, of course. But he felt the warmth, and it made him wiggle.
Then—suddenly—he did something no one expected.
With a little grunt, Bilo lifted one of his tiny legs straight into the air like a yoga master. He held it there, his face calm and serious, as if he were soaking sunlight directly into his toes.
Everyone watching burst into soft laughter.
“Is he sunbathing or stretching?” Mom chuckled.
Dam gasped dramatically. “He’s doing monkey yoga!”
Tori grabbed a toy and pretended to do the same pose. “I’m Bilo! I lift my leg for sunshine!”
But Bilo didn’t care. He stayed just like that—leg up, face peaceful, tail twitching slightly—soaking in the world one golden ray at a time.
It was a funny, heart-melting moment. One so pure, so unexpected, that even the grumpiest monkeys in the nursery paused to smile.
