It was one of those mornings when the air smelled fresh, the sun rose softly, and the garden outside the little farmhouse was alive with birdsong. CUTIS, the cheerful farmer with a big heart, was already awake and busy tidying up the courtyard. Beside him, a little baby monkey, his mischievous companion, clung to his shirt while chattering happily.
CUTIS had taken care of the monkey since it was very small. The little one had grown so attached to him that it followed everywhere—whether in the fields, in the barn, or even at mealtime. But today, something felt different. Both CUTIS and the baby monkey had the same thought in mind: they wanted some love and pampering from Mom.
The Plan for Pampering
CUTIS’s wife, lovingly called “Mom” by everyone in the household, was the heart of their home. She cooked, cared, and always found time to smile warmly no matter how busy the day was. CUTIS adored her, and the baby monkey was equally smitten by her kindness.
But instead of waiting for Mom to come to them, CUTIS and the baby monkey came up with a playful plan: they would both act a little needy, a little spoiled, and ask Mom to pamper them.
The baby monkey understood the plan very quickly. CUTIS knelt down, whispered in its ear, and the little creature nodded, clapping its tiny hands in excitement.
Morning Cuddles
Mom entered the courtyard carrying a basket of freshly washed clothes. She was ready to hang them in the sunshine when CUTIS suddenly stretched his arms wide, pretending to be tired.
“Mom,” he said in an exaggerated voice, “I worked so hard yesterday. My back is aching. Can I have a cuddle?”
The baby monkey, not wanting to be left behind, ran straight to Mom and held her leg, looking up with big, pleading eyes. It mimicked CUTIS’s words with little chirps, as if saying, “Me too, me too!”
Mom laughed so hard that the clothes almost fell from her basket. She set them down, pulled CUTIS close with one arm, and scooped the baby monkey with the other. Together, the two “babies” got their morning cuddles.
“This is my silly family,” Mom said, kissing CUTIS on the forehead and tickling the monkey under its chin. “Always looking for love!”
Breakfast Fun
When breakfast was ready, CUTIS and the baby monkey came up with another trick. Instead of serving themselves, they sat at the table with their heads resting on their hands, pouting like two children.
Mom placed bowls of steaming rice porridge on the table. “Why are you both sitting like that?” she asked.
CUTIS spoke first, pointing at his spoon. “Mom, I don’t think I can feed myself today. Can you please feed me? Just like when I was little.”
The baby monkey quickly copied him, opening its mouth wide and making little “ahhh” sounds, just like a baby waiting for a spoonful of food.
Mom shook her head, pretending to be strict. “Two grown babies in front of me! How will I ever survive?” But she couldn’t resist their cuteness. With one hand, she scooped porridge for CUTIS, and with the other, she fed the monkey small bites of fruit.
The whole kitchen echoed with laughter as CUTIS and the monkey competed for who could get the next spoonful first.
The Lazy Afternoon
After breakfast, CUTIS usually went to the fields. But today, he decided to keep the pampering game alive. He stretched out on a hammock under the mango tree and called for Mom.
“Mom, can you fan me? It’s so hot.”
The monkey, lying right beside him, raised its tiny hands and fanned itself dramatically with a leaf, looking at Mom as if saying, “Help me too!”
Mom couldn’t help herself. She brought out a big fan and waved it gently over the two. CUTIS closed his eyes, pretending to snore happily, while the monkey lay on his chest, nibbling a piece of mango that Mom had sliced.
“You both are so spoiled,” Mom said with a loving smile. “But I think I like spoiling you.”
The Playful Massage
Later in the day, CUTIS came up with a final request. He complained, half-jokingly, that his shoulders were sore from carrying heavy baskets. “Mom, I need your magic hands. Only you can make me feel better,” he said.
The monkey immediately jumped onto the mat and rolled on its back, patting its belly as if asking for a massage too.
Mom chuckled. She gave CUTIS a gentle shoulder rub, then turned to the monkey and softly stroked its tummy. The monkey squealed in delight, kicking its legs happily, while CUTIS sighed in contentment.
“This is the happiest farm in the world,” Mom said, shaking her head but smiling from ear to ear. “One husband and one monkey, both acting like children.”
Evening Gratitude
As the sun dipped low and painted the sky orange, CUTIS sat beside Mom with the baby monkey cuddled between them. The day had been full of laughter, playfulness, and the sweetest moments of love.
CUTIS looked at his wife and said sincerely, “Thank you for always being so patient with us. Today was just for fun, but I really do feel lucky to have you. The monkey and I… we’re spoiled because of your love.”
The baby monkey, as if understanding, hugged Mom tightly and pressed its head against her chest.
Mom kissed them both and replied, “You don’t need to ask for pampering. I’ll always give it—because love grows the more we share it.”
CUTIS and the monkey exchanged a quick look and grinned, as if saying, “Mission accomplished!”
Conclusion
The day ended with the three of them sitting on the porch, watching fireflies dance in the night. CUTIS leaned against Mom, and the monkey nestled between them like a child. They didn’t need anything else—just each other’s warmth.
It wasn’t about pretending to be spoiled or needy anymore. It was about cherishing the bond they shared, one that was filled with laughter, tenderness, and endless love.
Super cute indeed—because in that farmhouse, CUTIS and the baby monkey had discovered the sweetest secret of life: when you ask for love, and you give it back just as freely, happiness becomes a never-ending circle.
