The CUTIS family’s home was filled with soft lullabies, the gentle cooing of the newborn baby, and the hushed footsteps of parents doing their best to balance rest and care. Mom had just given birth a few weeks ago and spent most of her time recovering while watching over the little one. Dad busied himself with chores, his days filled with cooking, cleaning, and making sure everyone was comfortable.
But CUTIS, with her bright imagination, and the baby monkey, with his endless energy, wanted more than anything to help. They didn’t want to just be the playful kids running around the house. They wanted to prove they could take care of the newborn in ways no one would ever expect.
The Plan
One sunny morning, CUTIS whispered to the monkey as they peeked at the baby sleeping peacefully in the crib.
“Monkey, today we’re going to do something unbelievable,” she said, her eyes sparkling with determination.
The monkey tilted his head, curious.
“We’re going to take care of the baby all by ourselves,” CUTIS continued. “And when Dad sees what we can do, he’ll laugh with happiness and be proud of us!”
The monkey squeaked excitedly, bouncing up and down. He mimed rocking an invisible cradle, feeding an imaginary bottle, and wrapping himself in a blanket. CUTIS laughed and clapped her hands. “Yes! You understand perfectly.”
And so, their adventure began.
Operation Baby Care
CUTIS’s first job was making sure the baby was cozy. She carefully tucked the blanket around the newborn, humming softly like she had seen Mom do. The monkey, eager to help, grabbed a small towel and tried to fold it into a pillow. Unfortunately, his “pillow” turned out more like a crumpled ball. CUTIS giggled but smoothed it out, thanking him for his effort.
Next, they decided to entertain the baby. CUTIS brought out a set of rattles, shaking them gently above the crib. The baby’s tiny eyes fluttered open, curious about the sounds.
The monkey, not wanting to be outdone, somersaulted across the floor, then made funny faces, puffing his cheeks and crossing his eyes. The baby stared for a moment, then let out a soft giggle.
CUTIS gasped. “Monkey! The baby laughed at you!”
The monkey puffed out his chest proudly, doing the trick again. This time, the giggle turned into a tiny squeal of delight. CUTIS clapped her hands. “Unbelievable! You’re the best baby entertainer ever!”
Feeding Time
Soon, the baby began fussing, tiny cries filling the room. CUTIS knew it was time for milk. She carefully warmed a bottle Dad had prepared earlier. The monkey jumped up, eager to help, and tried to hold it himself.
“Not too fast,” CUTIS cautioned, guiding his hands. Together, they offered the bottle, and the baby eagerly drank. CUTIS held her breath, worried, but the monkey was surprisingly gentle, steadying the bottle while CUTIS cradled the baby’s head.
When the baby finished, CUTIS lifted the little one to her shoulder, patting softly. The monkey mimicked her, patting his own shoulder as if burping an invisible baby. Suddenly, a tiny burp came from the newborn, and both CUTIS and the monkey gasped in delight.
“You see?” CUTIS whispered, smiling wide. “We’re really taking care of the baby. Just like Mom and Dad.”
The Nap-Time Trick
The baby grew sleepy again, eyes drooping. CUTIS knew it was time for a nap, but she wanted to make it extra special. She remembered how Dad sometimes played soft music to soothe the baby.
“Monkey,” she whispered, “let’s sing.”
The monkey tilted his head, then puffed up his chest and began humming in his own funny way—more like squeaks and chirps than a melody. CUTIS joined in, humming a sweet lullaby she had learned. Surprisingly, the combination was soothing. The baby’s eyes fluttered closed, a peaceful smile forming on the tiny face.
CUTIS carefully laid the newborn back in the crib, tucking the blanket around once more. The monkey tiptoed dramatically, holding his hands up like a sneaky actor, making CUTIS stifle her laughter so she wouldn’t wake the baby.
Dad Walks In
Just as they finished their “operation,” Dad entered the room. He had expected chaos—perhaps toys everywhere, or the baby crying from CUTIS and the monkey’s antics. But instead, he froze in the doorway, watching the unbelievable scene before him.
There was the newborn, fast asleep, tucked neatly under a blanket. CUTIS stood proudly beside the crib, finger to her lips to signal quiet. And the monkey sat cross-legged on the floor, arms folded like a little guardian, his expression serious and protective.
Dad’s jaw dropped, then slowly curved into the biggest smile.
“What… what happened here?” he whispered.
CUTIS beamed. “Daddy! We took care of the baby all by ourselves. We fed him, burped him, entertained him, and put him to sleep!”
The monkey puffed his chest proudly, thumping it with one hand like a hero.
Dad couldn’t hold back his laughter. He laughed so hard tears filled his eyes. “Unbelievable! My little CUTIS and this funny monkey… you actually did it. You really took care of the baby.”
The Family Celebration
Dad scooped CUTIS into his arms, hugging her tightly. “You’re growing up so fast, sweetheart. I’m so proud of you.”
He reached down and ruffled the monkey’s fur. “And you—our little helper—what would we do without you?”
The monkey squeaked happily, climbing onto Dad’s shoulder as if he were part of the hug too.
Mom, awakened by the laughter, peeked in from the bedroom. When she heard the story, she covered her mouth in surprise. “Really? You two managed all that?”
CUTIS nodded eagerly, retelling every detail—the rattle play, the bottle feeding, the burping, and the lullaby. Mom listened with tears in her eyes, amazed by her daughter and the baby monkey’s devotion.
“You both have such big hearts,” Mom said softly. “You gave me the greatest gift—showing that this family is full of love and teamwork.”
The Lesson
That evening, as the sun dipped low and the baby slept peacefully once again, CUTIS sat on the porch with Dad. The monkey lay stretched across their laps, snoring softly after his busy day of “baby duty.”
“Daddy,” CUTIS whispered, “wasn’t it funny? The baby really liked the monkey’s silly faces.”
Dad chuckled. “Yes, it was funny—and wonderful. You see, CUTIS, love comes in many forms. Sometimes it’s in the way you feed and hold someone. Sometimes it’s in the laughter you bring. You and the monkey showed the baby love in your own unbelievable way.”
CUTIS smiled, her heart swelling with pride. She looked down at the monkey, who twitched in his sleep, probably dreaming of bananas or another funny trick.
“Daddy,” she said softly, “we’ll always take care of the baby. Together.”
Dad wrapped an arm around her. “I know you will. And that makes me the happiest father in the world.”
A Night to Remember
As night fell, the CUTIS household glowed with warmth. The baby slept soundly, comforted by the love surrounding him. CUTIS dreamed of new adventures with the monkey, and Dad lay in bed still chuckling at the unbelievable sight he had witnessed earlier.
Because sometimes, the most delightful laughter doesn’t come from jokes or comedy—it comes from watching children, full of love and creativity, do something so unexpected, so unbelievable, that it touches the heart forever.
And so, in their little home, CUTIS and the baby monkey’s special care became a cherished memory—one that would always make Dad laugh with delight whenever he thought about it.
