Oliver, a curious little boy with bright eyes and curly hair, tiptoes into the kitchen. His soft pajamas are covered with little bears, and he clutches his favorite blue blanket. Today, something special is about to happen.

Oliver[/@ch_1]'s mother stands nearby, smiling encouragingly.] Mama, with kind eyes and a gentle voice, kneels beside Oliver. "Would you like to try something new today, Oliver?"

Oliver[/@ch_1] looks at the food, his little nose wrinkling in uncertainty. His favorite blue cup sits beside his plate, and a tiny spoon glimmers beside a pile of peas.] "I'm not sure, Mama. What if I don't like it?" "That's okay, sweetheart. You can take a tiny taste. Just one little try," Mama encourages, gently nudging the plate closer.

Oliver[/@ch_1] bravely picks one up with his fingers. The kitchen grows quiet, and even the family cat stops to watch.] "Okay... just one," he whispers, popping the pea into his mouth. He chews thoughtfully, his eyes widening in surprise. "It’s sweet! I like it, Mama!"

Oliver[/@ch_1] tries a bit of strawberry, then a nibble of toast. Colors swirl on his plate, and the kitchen feels even brighter.] "See, Oliver? Trying new things can be fun," Mama says, hugging him proudly. "I want to try the egg next!" Oliver announces, his face shining with excitement.

Oliver[/@ch_1] and Mama share breakfast together. Sunbeams dance on the table, and the family cat purrs nearby, content.] Oliver grins, proud of his bravery. He leans against Mama, ready for all the tiny tastes the day will bring.