Little Lily was just a tiny baby monkey, soft fur still fluffy and delicate. It was her first time facing the bath, and she didn’t understand what was happening. The water in the tub looked so strange, rippling and moving like it was alive. To her innocent eyes, it was frightening.
When Daddy gently lowered her toward the warm water, Lily’s face crumpled. Tears welled up in her big round eyes, and she let out a pitiful cry. Her small arms clung tightly to Daddy’s hand, refusing to let go. Every drop of water that touched her fur made her flinch, and her whimpers grew louder. She didn’t know the water was meant to clean and refresh her—she only knew it felt cold and unfamiliar.
Daddy spoke softly, trying to calm her down. He stroked her back, whispering words of comfort while carefully splashing just a little water to show her it wasn’t dangerous. But Lily still cried, her tiny body trembling with fear. She looked around desperately, as if searching for someone to rescue her from the “scary” bath.
Finally, Daddy wrapped her in a soft towel, holding her close against his chest. The warmth of his arms and the gentle rocking made her tears slow down. Safe in the cuddle, Lily buried her face in the towel, her cries turning into quiet sniffles. She realized she wasn’t alone—Daddy would never let anything harm her.
Though the bath was scary this time, it was also the beginning of her learning. Soon, Lily would understand that the water was not her enemy but her friend, keeping her clean and healthy. But for today, she was just a scared little baby monkey, seeking comfort in Daddy’s love
