The morning sun poured softly through the trees, casting a warm golden glow over the little monkey family. Baby Sangha was sitting on the soft blanket inside, playing with a tiny fruit, when Marry appeared with a gentle smile. Without warning, she scooped Baby Sangha into her arms, wrapping her little arms around him as he giggled in delight. Sangha’s tiny legs kicked happily, and his eyes sparkled with excitement. Today, Marry had a special plan—she was going to take Sangha outside to play.
Baby TanTan, who had been watching from nearby, immediately noticed. His little face scrunched up in jealousy and curiosity. “Why Sangha? Why not me?” he seemed to think, his tiny fists clenching. But before he could protest, Marry opened the door to the outside world. The cool morning air rushed in, carrying the fresh scent of leaves and the soft chirping of birds. Baby Sangha squealed in delight, feeling the gentle breeze on his face as Marry carried him carefully outside.
The garden was a paradise for little monkeys. Tiny flowers of every color swayed in the wind, and the grass tickled Sangha’s tiny toes as he kicked his legs happily. Marry crouched down, letting Sangha feel the grass beneath him, letting him explore the world just a little bit while keeping him safe in her loving arms. He reached out to touch a butterfly that fluttered by, laughing when it danced away, and Marry laughed along with him, her soft voice full of warmth.
From the doorway, Baby TanTan peeked out, still unsure of how he felt. A part of him was angry that he wasn’t the one being held, but another part of him was fascinated by Sangha’s laughter. He stomped his little feet in protest but stayed close, watching Sangha’s joy. Marry noticed TanTan’s tiny frown and called to him, letting him know he would have his turn soon.
For now, Baby Sangha was the center of attention. Marry hugged him close, walking slowly through the garden, letting him feel the sunshine and the fresh air. Sangha’s giggles filled the space, spreading warmth to everyone around. Even Baby TanTan, despite his jealousy, couldn’t help but smile a little. He knew that soon, he would have his moment too, but for now, it was Baby Sangha’s turn to enjoy Marry’s love outside.
As the morning went on, the garden echoed with tiny monkey laughter, gentle footsteps on soft grass, and the unspoken bond of love that connected Marry and her little ones.