Morning light spilled across the backyard, painting everything in warm gold. The air was full of chirping birds and the sound of rustling leaves. CUTIS, the clever little monkey with a mischievous grin, had already started his day with energy bursting from every hair on his head. He loved mornings — not because he liked to behave, but because mornings meant new adventures.
But today, something unusual was happening. Mom had gone out to the market, leaving CUTIS with a big responsibility — taking care of Baby Monkey and a newly hatched duckling named Quacky.
Before leaving, Mom had said very seriously, “CUTIS, be a good boy. You’re in charge! Make sure the baby monkey doesn’t make a mess and that the duckling stays warm and fed.”
CUTIS saluted proudly. “Yes, Mom! I’ll be the best nanny ever!”
Of course, Mom didn’t realize that “best nanny” in CUTIS’s dictionary meant chaos mixed with love and laughter.
As soon as Mom disappeared down the path, CUTIS spun around dramatically, placing his hands on his hips. “Alright, team! The nanny has arrived!”
Baby Monkey giggled. “You? A nanny? You can’t even cook bananas without burning them!”
CUTIS pointed at him with mock seriousness. “Silence, young one! The great Nanny CUTIS knows everything about babies, ducks, and… naps!”
Quacky, the fluffy yellow duckling, waddled around in circles, letting out tiny “quack-quack!” sounds that made everyone laugh.
CUTIS crouched down to eye level with the duckling. “Rule number one,” he said, pretending to be strict, “no quacking too loud while the baby’s napping!”
“Quack?” the duckling responded softly, as if trying to whisper.
“Good!” CUTIS nodded approvingly. “You’re learning fast!”
Baby Monkey burst into laughter. “You’re treating Quacky like a student!”
CUTIS picked up a small towel and wrapped it around his shoulders like a cape. “I’m not just a nanny — I’m Super Nanny CUTIS! And Super Nanny CUTIS takes care of everyone!”
Baby Monkey clapped, playing along. “Okay, Super Nanny, what’s first?”
CUTIS stroked his chin dramatically. “Feeding time! Babies need food to grow strong.”
He trotted into the kitchen corner, searching for something edible. After a few moments, he returned with a bowl of mashed bananas and a small cup of water.
“Here we go! Banana puree for the baby and water for Quacky.”
Baby Monkey’s eyes sparkled. “Yay! I love bananas!”
CUTIS nodded seriously. “Hold on. As the nanny, I must test it first.” He scooped a big spoonful, smacked his lips, and grinned. “Perfectly sweet!”
Then he handed the bowl to Baby Monkey and gently placed the cup in front of Quacky. The duckling dipped its little beak and happily splashed water everywhere. CUTIS laughed, trying to wipe the mess, but Quacky only flapped harder, spraying water on his face.
“Hey! No water fight!” CUTIS said, shaking his wet fur. “You’ll make the floor slippery!”
Baby Monkey rolled on the floor laughing. “You look like a wet coconut!”
CUTIS gave him a playful glare. “Alright, young monkey, time for nap duty!”
Baby Monkey groaned. “But I’m not sleepy!”
CUTIS grabbed a small blanket and spread it on the floor. “Nannies don’t argue, they organize!” he declared. Then he gently guided Baby Monkey to lie down. “Now, close your eyes and rest.”
To make things peaceful, CUTIS started humming a lullaby — a silly one he made up on the spot:
🎵 “Little monkeys close your eyes,
Ducklings dream of sunny skies,
Sleepy heads don’t make a peep,
Super Nanny guards your sleep!” 🎵
The tune was so funny that even Quacky joined in with soft “quack-quack” sounds that somehow fit the rhythm. Baby Monkey tried to hold back giggles but ended up laughing so hard he rolled out of the blanket.
CUTIS sighed dramatically. “How can I be a good nanny if my baby keeps escaping nap time?”
Baby Monkey giggled. “Maybe tell a story instead!”
CUTIS’s face lit up. “Good idea!”
He sat cross-legged, pulling both the duckling and Baby Monkey close. “Alright, story time. Once upon a time, there was a monkey who wanted to be a nanny. He took care of a tiny duck who thought he could fly like an eagle…”
“Could he?” Baby Monkey asked eagerly.
“No,” CUTIS said with a laugh. “He fell into the pond instead! But the monkey jumped in to save him, and they became best friends forever.”
Quacky flapped his little wings, clearly enjoying the story. Baby Monkey clapped happily.
“Then what happened?” Baby Monkey asked.
“The monkey,” CUTIS said proudly, “was rewarded with all the bananas he could eat for being such a brave and caring nanny!”
“Wow!” Baby Monkey gasped. “That’s a good ending!”
CUTIS bowed slightly. “Thank you, thank you — story time complete!”
Just then, a real challenge appeared — Quacky waddled toward the bucket of water near the corner and decided to take a swim. The moment the duckling jumped in, water splashed everywhere, soaking the floor and the blanket.
“QUACKY!” CUTIS shouted. “That’s not your bathtub!”
But the duckling just kept paddling, looking happier than ever.
Baby Monkey laughed so hard he fell backward. “Super Nanny, your baby is swimming away!”
CUTIS ran to grab a towel and scooped up the dripping wet Quacky. “You’re supposed to stay dry and warm, not turn my living room into a pond!”
The duckling sneezed a tiny “quack-choo!” and everyone burst into laughter again.
CUTIS gently wrapped Quacky in a small towel and sat down, drying the tiny feathers. “There, there, little one. No more swimming until Mom says so.”
Once Quacky was dry, CUTIS decided it was playtime — because even nannies know when to have fun.
He brought out some soft toys: a plush banana, a rubber duck, and a tiny rattle. “Okay, you two! Time for Nanny CUTIS’s baby exercise class!”
He shook the rattle in front of Baby Monkey. “Follow the sound!”
Baby Monkey crawled after it, giggling. CUTIS turned to Quacky. “Now, you flap your wings!”
Quacky quacked loudly and flapped enthusiastically, bumping into CUTIS’s leg.
CUTIS pretended to fall. “Ah! The baby duck has defeated the nanny!”
Both Baby Monkey and Quacky celebrated their “victory,” dancing around him. CUTIS laughed so hard his belly hurt.
Hours flew by in laughter, play, and endless cuteness. By the time Mom returned, the scene she walked into left her speechless — Baby Monkey was asleep with a banana peel on his head, Quacky was snuggled under a towel beside him, and CUTIS was sitting proudly, humming softly, his fur slightly messy but his smile wide.
Mom blinked. “What happened here?”
CUTIS looked up with pride. “Mission complete, Mom! Both babies fed, cleaned, and napping safely!”
Mom looked around — the floor was wet, toys were scattered everywhere, and the room looked like a mini jungle playground. But her heart melted when she saw how peaceful and happy the two little ones were.
She smiled warmly. “You really did take care of them, CUTIS.”
CUTIS puffed out his chest. “Told you! I’m the best nanny in the jungle!”
Mom chuckled and ruffled his fur. “Maybe not the tidiest one, but definitely the funniest and most loving.”
As the evening sun dipped low, CUTIS watched Quacky and Baby Monkey sleeping side by side. He felt something soft and warm in his chest — a mix of pride and love. Maybe being a nanny wasn’t just about feeding or cleaning. Maybe it was about caring, laughing, and making sure everyone felt happy and safe.
He whispered softly, “Goodnight, my little troublemakers.”
Then he wrapped himself in the blanket beside them, smiling as he drifted off.
And from that day forward, whenever Mom needed help, she knew she could count on Super Nanny CUTIS — the funniest, kindest little monkey who turned chaos into love and laughter every single time. 🐒💛🐤
