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In the sunlit living room, Grace twirls mid-step, grinning toward Mom and Dad who smile warmly near the sofa. Afternoon light casts golden patterns across the wooden floor.
Grace twirled and grinned, "Big sister soon?" Mom smiled, "Yes, bright as the moon." Dad laughed, "We’ll learn each tune." Grace clapped, "I’ll help by noon!" Love bloomed warm in the room.
Bright afternoon fills the nursery where Mom smooths a tiny soft blanket inside the crib while Dad sets colorful wheeled toys nearby. Grace stands on tiptoe, pointing proudly at the freshly prepared baby space.
Mom said, "Let’s ready your brother’s room." Grace whispered, "Crib, soft blanket, and bloom!" Dad wheeled toys, "We’ll make joyful zoom." They folded tiny socks that plume. Hope sparkled bright, banishing gloom.
Noon light streams through the nursery window as Baby Peso yawns in Mom’s cradling arms, bright eyes blinking. Grace waves beside Dad, both leaning close to meet their new family member.
Baby Peso yawned, "Ah-goo," like a tune. Grace waved, "Hello, friend, see you soon!" Mom cooed, "Gentle hands, sweet as a spoon." Dad whispered, "Soft cheeks like a balloon." He blinked, bright eyes under noon.
In the softly lit nursery, Peso rests in Grace’s small arms while Mom adjusts a patterned blanket and Dad kneels beside the rocking chair. The baby’s tears fade into a calm sigh captured in this tender moment.
Peso cried, "Waaah," a rainy sky. Grace asked, "What helps when tears fly?" Mom said, "Hold hands, rock and try." Grace rocked, "Shh, I’m here nearby." The sobs grew small, a gentle sigh.
Evening lamplight glows in the family room where Grace sings toward Peso lying on a plush blanket, Dad nodding rhythmically while Mom hums beside them. The quiet tableau radiates gentle music and safety.
Grace sang, "Little star, softly swing." Dad nodded, "Sweet beat; steady ring." Mom hummed, "La-la," a calming spring. Peso cooed, "Goo," a happy ping. "You’re safe," said Grace, "I’ll always sing."
Overhead nursery light shines on the changing table as Dad fastens a fresh diaper around squirming Peso, smiling. Grace offers wet wipes from a box while Mom steadies the baby’s legs, everyone focused on the tidy task.
Peso squirmed; Dad said, "Keep it snug." Grace brought wipes, "I’ll help and hug." Mom guided, "Lift gently; no tug." "All clean," said Dad, "Warm as a rug." Grace cheered, "High-five, my little bug!"
Mid-morning sunlight fills the playroom as Peso sits on a colorful mat reaching for Grace’s bright teddy bear. Grace kneels opposite him, smiling warmly as she places the stuffed toy into his tiny hands.
Peso reached for Grace’s bright bear. She paused, then smiled, "We can share." Dad said, "Kind hearts always care." Mom nodded, "Place toys here and there." "Play together," sang Grace, "pair by pair."
Afternoon sunlight streams across the living-room rug where Peso strains to roll over on a patterned play mat. Grace crouches close, clapping encouragement, while Dad taps a small toy drum beside them in playful rhythm.
On the mat, Peso tried to roll. "Kick-kick!" said Grace, "That’s the goal." Dad drummed, "Tap-tap," a playful role. Mom cheered, "Strong arms, heart and soul." They giggled, "Teamwork makes us whole."
In the softly moonlit nursery with curtains drawn, Dad sways gently holding drowsy Peso against his shoulder. Grace stands beside the crib, patting the blanket and whispering comfort into the hushed night.
Peso fussed; curtains dimmed the light. Mom whispered, "Snuggle soft and tight." Grace patted, "I’m here, good night." Dad swayed, "Rock-rock, dreams take flight." Soon snores floated, feathers light.
Under a canopy of sun-dappled park trees, Dad briskly pushes a stroller while Grace walks alongside, lightly singing toward Peso who gazes upward from the seat. Early afternoon light flickers through green leaves.
Stroller rolled beneath leafy trees. Dad laughed, "Zoom-zoom, catch the breeze." Grace sang, "La-la," soft as bees. Mom smiled, "Quiet songs, pretty please." Peso cooed; calm came with ease.
Inside the cozy hallway under an evening lamp, Grace stands proudly with hands on chest. Mom crouches to hug her while Peso beams from Mom’s other arm, warm amber light pooling on family photos behind them.
Back at home, Grace puffed with pride. "I’m big sis now," she softly cried. Dad winked, "Your kindness is our guide." Mom hugged, "You’re sunshine at our side." Peso beamed, "Goo," starry-eyed.
In the brightly lit living-room, Mom holds a small camera at arm’s length while Grace presses close beside her, both smiling toward the lens. Between them, Peso squeaks "Cheese," hands raised as the flash captures the family selfie.
They posed together, gentle and bright. "Family forever," said Mom, "day and night." Dad whispered, "Teamwork feels just right." Grace grinned, "I’ll love with all my might." Peso squeaked, "Cheese!" click—picture tight.