The sun had just risen above the hills, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. Dew still clung to the grass, sparkling like tiny diamonds as the morning breeze carried the scent of soil and fresh leaves. It was another beautiful day on the little family farm—home to Mom, CUTIS, and his playful partner, the baby monkey.
CUTIS had always been clever, but lately, he had taken on a new role around the house—a farmer! Every morning, while Mom prepared breakfast, CUTIS and the baby monkey would explore the backyard garden, tending to the chickens, checking the plants, and ensuring that everything was in perfect order.
But today wasn’t just another day. Today, CUTIS had something special in mind. Something that would surprise Mom completely—a homemade meal, prepared with love, care, and a few freshly harvested eggs.
Morning on the Farm
CUTIS woke up early, stretching his arms wide and letting out a soft “oo-oo-aa-aa” as the baby monkey yawned beside him. He gently patted the little one’s head and motioned toward the window.
“Let’s go, little helper,” he seemed to say.
Outside, the chickens clucked noisily, scratching the ground in their pen. CUTIS walked confidently toward them, carrying a small basket. The baby monkey followed, his steps bouncing with excitement.
CUTIS opened the chicken coop door carefully and peeked inside. The hens looked up at him curiously. He smiled, bowing his head slightly as if greeting old friends. Then, he reached into the nesting boxes one by one.
One egg. Two eggs. Three… four… five! Each one was warm and smooth, freshly laid. CUTIS placed them carefully into the basket, counting them proudly. The baby monkey clapped his hands in delight and gently picked up a smaller egg, holding it up like a trophy.
CUTIS laughed softly and nodded. “Good job, little farmer,” he seemed to say.
Together, they carried the basket back toward the farmhouse, walking slowly to avoid breaking the precious cargo. The sun warmed their fur, and the air was alive with the sounds of birds and buzzing bees. It was the perfect morning for a surprise.
The Big Idea
As they reached the kitchen, CUTIS placed the basket of eggs on the counter. The baby monkey looked at him questioningly, as if to ask, “What now?”
CUTIS tapped his chin thoughtfully. He remembered how Mom always said she loved trying new dishes, especially when made with love. He wanted to surprise her—not with ordinary eggs, but with something unbelievable, something truly special.
So he decided—they would cook for her!
The baby monkey’s eyes sparkled with excitement. He had never cooked before, but if CUTIS said it was time to make something special, he was ready to help.
CUTIS rolled up his imaginary sleeves and got to work.
Preparing the Kitchen
First, CUTIS climbed up onto a stool and pulled out a frying pan from the cabinet. The baby monkey opened drawers and grabbed a spoon, proudly handing it over like a professional chef’s assistant.
CUTIS checked the fridge and found a few ingredients Mom had used before—fresh vegetables, cheese, and a bit of milk. His eyes widened with inspiration. “Omelette!” he squeaked joyfully.
He cracked the eggs carefully into a bowl—though one did slip and fall onto the counter, making the baby monkey giggle uncontrollably. CUTIS gave him a mock-serious glare but couldn’t hold back his own laughter.
They whisked the eggs together, the baby monkey stirring with all his might, making a little mess in the process. CUTIS added the chopped vegetables and cheese, mixing it all until it looked perfect. The smell of fresh ingredients filled the air.
When the pan began to sizzle, the sound was magical. CUTIS poured in the mixture, and the two monkeys leaned over, their eyes wide as the edges began to turn golden.
The baby monkey fanned CUTIS dramatically with a napkin, pretending to be his assistant chef, and CUTIS waved his spatula like a master. Together, they flipped, stirred, and seasoned, filling the kitchen with laughter and delicious aroma.
A Surprise for Mom
Mom was in the garden, watering her plants and humming softly to herself. She hadn’t seen CUTIS or the baby monkey for a while and wondered what they were up to.
When she stepped back into the house, her nose caught the warm, savory scent wafting from the kitchen. “What’s that smell?” she said aloud, eyes wide with curiosity.
As she entered, she froze in amazement. There, standing proudly by the counter, were CUTIS and the baby monkey—wearing little aprons, the table neatly set, and a steaming omelette placed beautifully on a plate decorated with fresh herbs and fruit slices.
“CUTIS! Did you two make this?” Mom gasped.
CUTIS clapped his hands and nodded excitedly. The baby monkey jumped up and down, pointing at the dish with pride.
Mom’s eyes softened with joy. “Oh, you two… you really did it.”
She sat down, and CUTIS helped her cut a small piece. The baby monkey watched eagerly as she took the first bite.
Her eyes widened. “Oh my goodness… it’s delicious!”
CUTIS squeaked happily and hugged her leg, while the baby monkey patted her arm as if to say, “We told you it was special!”
The Secret Ingredient
As Mom ate, she couldn’t stop smiling. It wasn’t just the taste—it was the love behind it. Every bite reminded her of how much CUTIS cared, how observant and kind he was, and how much effort the little baby monkey had put in.
“What’s your secret ingredient?” she teased.
CUTIS placed a paw on his chest and smiled proudly. The baby monkey pointed at his heart.
Mom chuckled. “Ah, love. Of course.”
She finished the meal slowly, savoring every flavor, while the two monkeys shared small bits of leftover fruit and danced around the kitchen happily.
A Farmer’s Celebration
After breakfast, CUTIS decided the celebration wasn’t over. He took Mom’s hand and led her outside to the chicken coop, showing her proudly where the eggs had come from. The hens clucked softly, as if congratulating the little farmers for their hard work.
Mom laughed, kneeling beside them. “You harvested the eggs yourselves?”
CUTIS nodded, pointing at the baby monkey, who puffed up his chest proudly.
Mom couldn’t believe it. It was unbelievable indeed—not just that her monkeys had cooked, but that they had worked together so responsibly, showing teamwork, care, and intelligence beyond words.
“You two made me the happiest mom today,” she said warmly, hugging them both tightly.
CUTIS nuzzled her cheek affectionately, while the baby monkey clung to her arm, squealing in delight.
Evening Reflection
That night, as the stars shimmered in the sky, the little family sat together on the porch. The air was filled with the soft sounds of crickets and the rustle of the trees. CUTIS leaned against Mom’s leg, his eyes half-closed from the long, happy day. The baby monkey sat in her lap, playing gently with her fingers.
Mom whispered, “You’re my little farmers, my chefs, my joy.”
CUTIS looked up and smiled, his eyes glowing with love. The baby monkey reached out and hugged her neck tightly.
In that quiet, perfect moment, Mom realized something beautiful—family wasn’t about who could speak or walk like a human. It was about who loved, cared, and brought happiness into each day. And CUTIS, her gentle farmer, and the baby monkey, his playful apprentice, had done just that.
The next morning, when Mom entered the kitchen, she found another little surprise waiting for her—a single egg on a plate, with a flower beside it and a note (scribbled by CUTIS using a crayon) that said:
“For Mom — from your farmer boys 🐒💛”
Mom laughed, holding back tears.
It truly was unbelievable—not just the special dish they had made, but the love, thoughtfulness, and warmth that filled their simple farmhouse. CUTIS the farmer and his little helper had not only harvested eggs… they had harvested happiness, in the most heartwarming and unforgettable way. 🥚🐒🌾❤️
