Baby Selena had always been the tiniest little monkey in the family, a sweet and delicate girl with a fragile body and the softest face. Her thin little arms and legs showed how much she still needed to grow, and Mom knew it. Today was a special day—Mom had prepared a delicious homemade dessert just for her, hoping it would help her gain strength and feel loved with every little bite.
Mom sat on the floor with Selena curled up in her lap like a tiny baby, barely able to hold herself steady. Selena blinked her big, innocent eyes, looking up at the spoon in her mother’s hand. She could smell the warm sweetness and understood perfectly—it was time to eat.
Mom gently scooped a small spoonful and held it near Selena’s mouth. At first, Selena hesitated, unsure if she could finish even one spoonful. But Mom whispered softly, telling her that this food was made just for her, to make her strong and healthy.
Selena opened her mouth and took her first taste. Her eyes widened instantly. It was sweet, comforting, and full of love—not just dessert, but warmth she could feel all the way to her heart.
Mom smiled with relief and offered another spoonful. This time, Selena leaned forward, eager for more. With each bite, her little body relaxed, her tail curled happily, and she looked up at her mother in pure gratitude.
Dad and the other monkeys watched from nearby, quietly smiling as they saw the tiny baby finally enjoying her meal. No one spoke, as if afraid to disturb the beautiful moment between mother and child.
By the last spoonful, Selena was licking her tiny lips, her belly finally full. Mom hugged her gently, whispering that she would always be cared for, always protected, always loved.
Selena curled up and rested her head against her mother’s chest, safe and satisfied—one little meal closer to growing strong.
