The morning sunlight slipped through the curtains, painting soft golden lines across the wooden floor. In the cradle near the window, the newest member of the CUTIS family stirred gently. Tiny fingers stretched, a little yawn escaped, and two bright eyes blinked open as though discovering the world for the very first time.
Mom leaned over and whispered, “Good morning, sweetheart.” CUTIS, who had been quietly watching, couldn’t help but smile. Every movement of the baby seemed magical to him. The baby was only a few weeks old, but already, their presence had filled the home with warmth and laughter.
And beside the cradle sat the baby monkey, the family’s most curious companion. He had been with CUTIS through countless seasons, and now he, too, seemed fascinated by the small human. His wide eyes followed every stretch and wiggle, as though he couldn’t quite believe that such a tiny creature could exist.
The First Smile
The moment that melted everyone’s heart came unexpectedly. One afternoon, as CUTIS gently rocked the cradle, humming a folk tune, the baby suddenly smiled. Not the fleeting twitch of newborn lips, but a full, genuine smile that lit up the whole room.
CUTIS gasped softly. “Did you see that? The baby smiled at me!”
Mom laughed, her eyes misty. “Of course, because you’re his father.”
The monkey, not wanting to be left out, leaned closer, chattered happily, and clapped his hands. It was as if he, too, celebrated the baby’s first real smile. From that day onward, CUTIS often tried funny faces, silly sounds, and playful tickles, just to earn another smile. Each one felt like a reward greater than gold.
The Gentle Bond
The baby and the monkey began to form a bond that surprised everyone. The monkey, usually mischievous and full of energy, became surprisingly gentle around the baby. He would sit quietly near the cradle, watching over like a little guardian.
Sometimes, when the baby cried, the monkey would tilt his head, puzzled, and then bring a toy or a banana, as if to comfort him. Mom and CUTIS couldn’t help but laugh. “He thinks the baby wants a snack,” Mom said, giggling.
Other times, the monkey would lie down beside the cradle, his little paw resting on the edge as though promising, “Don’t worry, I’m here.” The baby, in turn, often calmed down, eyes drifting toward the monkey before settling into sleep.
Cute Little Habits
The CUTIS family quickly discovered that their baby was not only adorable but also full of little quirks.
- The Tiny Fists: Whenever the baby drank from the milk bottle, those tiny fists would curl tightly, as though gripping invisible treasures. CUTIS found it irresistible. “Look at those fists! Strong as a farmer already.”
- The Stretch: After waking, the baby always stretched dramatically, arms reaching up, legs kicking out, followed by a sigh as if he had finished the hardest job in the world.
- The Giggles: The sweetest sound of all was the baby’s giggle. Whether it was from CUTIS tickling his toes or the monkey making silly faces, the giggles filled the house like music. Even on the most tiring days, that sound could wash away all worries.
First Outing
One bright morning, CUTIS decided it was time for the baby’s first outing into the garden. Mom wrapped the baby in a soft blanket, and the monkey bounced excitedly, as if knowing something special was about to happen.
They walked to the flower garden where butterflies danced in the air. CUTIS bent down and whispered to the baby, “Look, this is your home. You’ll grow up here, surrounded by nature.”
The baby blinked at the colors, a little hand reaching out as if trying to touch the fluttering wings. The monkey, eager to show off, chased the butterflies, jumping and spinning, making the baby laugh so hard his tiny body shook.
Mom’s heart swelled with happiness. “Baby so cute,” she murmured, hugging them close.
A Day of Laughter
One afternoon, the baby was especially playful. Every time CUTIS peeked out from behind his hands with a “boo!”, the baby erupted in laughter. The monkey joined in, copying CUTIS’s “boo” game by hiding behind a pillow and popping out dramatically. The baby laughed even harder, squealing with joy.
CUTIS laughed too, tears in his eyes. “You two are the perfect pair—partners in comedy.”
Even Mom, usually calm and soft-spoken, couldn’t stop giggling. The house that once felt too quiet during her stay in the hospital was now alive with joy.
Visitors Come
One weekend, neighbors came to see the newborn. Everyone exclaimed the same thing: “Baby so cute!” They marveled at his tiny hands, rosy cheeks, and sparkling eyes. The monkey stood proudly nearby, as though he were the baby’s older brother showing off to the guests.
When one neighbor leaned too close, the monkey chattered protectively, as if warning, “Be gentle, that’s my baby.” Everyone laughed at the sight, admiring not only the baby but also the bond within the family.
CUTIS served fresh fruit, and while the guests enjoyed the food, the baby cooed softly, as if joining the conversation. “Even his little sounds are adorable,” one neighbor said.
Quiet Moments
Though laughter filled many days, there were also quiet moments of tender love. Late at night, when the baby woke crying, CUTIS would rock him gently, whispering lullabies he remembered from his own childhood. Mom would stroke the baby’s hair softly, her eyes heavy with sleep but full of love.
The monkey often woke too, sitting beside them in silence, his eyes shining in the dim light. Sometimes he would reach out and hold CUTIS’s hand, as if reminding him that he wasn’t alone in this journey of fatherhood.
Those nights, though tiring, became some of the sweetest memories. In the stillness, surrounded by the soft sound of the baby’s breathing, CUTIS realized how much joy one tiny life could bring.
Growing Together
Day by day, the baby grew stronger and more curious. He began reaching for things, following movements with his eyes, and laughing at the simplest gestures. For CUTIS and Mom, each milestone felt like a celebration. For the monkey, every new trick was a wonder.
When the baby tried to roll over for the first time, the monkey clapped his hands excitedly, cheering him on. When the baby managed to grab CUTIS’s finger with surprising strength, CUTIS exclaimed proudly, “Look at that grip! A true farmer’s child.”
The baby’s cuteness wasn’t just in his looks—it was in every small step of his growth, in the way he brought people together, and in the joy he spread without even trying.
Conclusion
The CUTIS family’s life had changed forever with the arrival of their baby. Every smile, every giggle, and every tiny gesture filled their hearts with happiness. The monkey, once the center of attention, never felt replaced but instead became a loyal companion and big brother figure to the newborn.
Whenever CUTIS looked at his family—Mom resting peacefully, the monkey watching protectively, and the baby smiling up at him—he thought the same thing over and over: “Baby so cute.”
It wasn’t just a simple phrase. It was a truth that brightened every day, a reminder of how much love could grow in the simplest of homes.
And so, on that little farm, surrounded by laughter, animals, and love, the CUTIS family lived their happiest days—each one sweeter than the last.
