Omq..!! The house was filled with chaos as the little baby monkey sat stubbornly on the chair, his tiny legs kicking up high while he cried at the top of his lungs. Bath time had arrived—but he was not having it!
The warm water was ready, the soap was gentle, and his human mom smiled patiently, thinking it would be easy. But the moment she reached for him, the little one clung tightly to the chair, his eyes wide and his mouth open in the loudest protest. His cries echoed like thunder, as if the bath were the scariest thing in the whole world.
He kicked his legs in the air, twisting and turning, trying every little trick to escape. To him, the chair was his safe fortress, and no amount of coaxing could convince him otherwise. His tiny voice grew sharper with every second, making it clear: “No bath today!”
Mom tried softly first—calm words, gentle touches—but when that didn’t work, she couldn’t help but laugh at the dramatic scene. Such a small baby, yet making such a big fuss!
Finally, she lifted him gently despite his wiggly protests. His cries carried on, but once his toes touched the warm water, his panic slowly melted. The warmth surrounded him, soothing his little body, and his loud wails turned into quiet whimpers. By the end, he was relaxed in her arms, clean and safe, his earlier tantrum now just a memory.
Wrapped in a soft towel, the baby monkey snuggled close, his eyes growing heavy with sleep. Bath time had been a battle, but love had won once again.
