Majed stretches his little arms, his oversized olive-green hooded jacket bunching at the wrists as he beams at his parents. His light brown curls bounce with every movement, catching the sunlight and making them look almost golden. He nestles closer, cheeks rosy and smile wide, his infectious laughter filling the room.
"Good morning! I’m Majed! I love waking up when the sun is still yawning so I can cuddle with Mommy and Daddy. Their hugs are the best, soft and warm, and they always make me giggle!"
Majed grabs his favorite stuffed bear, hugging it tight. He zooms a tiny blue car across the rug, making vroom-vroom sounds. His large, expressive eyes dart between toys, each discovery met with a gasp of delight or a mischievous little grin.
"After cuddles, I get to play! My cars go super fast, and my bear likes to join the race. Sometimes, I pretend the duckies on my socks are cheering for us. Isn’t that funny?"
Mom, with kind eyes and a gentle smile, sets a colorful bowl in front of Majed. Dad sips coffee, watching their son with amusement. Majed tries to spoon his food, sometimes missing his mouth, but always laughing when a berry rolls away.
"I like breakfast with Mommy and Daddy. Sometimes the berries escape, but that’s okay! Mommy says I’m learning, and Daddy makes silly faces to make me laugh."
Majed toddles into the room, greeted by friends and smiling teachers. He shares blocks, builds towers, and claps when they tumble down. His wide-set eyes sparkle as he tries new things, always curious and eager to learn.
"At daycare, I have lots of friends! We build big towers and sing songs. My teachers show us new things every day. Sometimes, I make everyone laugh with my silly faces!"
Majed looks up, his cheeks glowing with happiness. The sun glints off his curls and his jacket flaps a bit as he toddles along. He points excitedly at passing dogs and butterflies, his laughter ringing out.
"I love going on walks with Mommy and Daddy. The sun feels nice, and there are so many things to see! Sometimes, we race to the next tree, and I always try to win!"
Mom[/@ch_2] reads from a storybook.]
Majed listens with wide, dreamy eyes, his thumb tucked into his mouth as he starts to drift. Mom finishes the story, kisses his forehead, and tucks him in tightly.
"Mommy’s stories are the best. They make me feel cozy and safe. Goodnight, world! I can’t wait for more adventures tomorrow."
















