The morning sun had barely risen, but little Monkey Cubis was already wide awake with a mission in mind. Today was going to be special—he had decided to prepare breakfast all by himself to surprise Dad! With his tiny face glowing with determination and excitement, Cubis tiptoed into the kitchen, determined to make this morning unforgettable.
First, he climbed onto the counter, balancing carefully as he reached for the bread. A slice tumbled to the floor, but Cubis quickly scooped it up with pride, as if he were already a master chef. He placed it on a plate, patting it down with his tiny hands. Next, he spotted the fruit basket and, with great effort, carried a banana almost as big as his arm over to the table. Peeling it was another challenge, but after some funny struggles and a lot of monkey chatter, the banana was ready.
Not stopping there, Cubis opened the refrigerator. His curious eyes darted around before settling on an egg. With exaggerated seriousness, he carried it to the counter. Of course, cracking it was no easy feat—half of the shell ended up in the pan, but Cubis clapped proudly at the sizzling sound. The smell of something cooking filled the air, and for him, that was victory.
By the time Dad woke up, Cubis had arranged everything neatly on the table: a slightly squished slice of bread, a peeled banana, and a funny-looking scrambled egg. His little chest puffed out as he waited for Dad to notice. When Dad entered the kitchen, his eyes softened instantly. He saw Cubis beaming with pride, standing beside his creation like a true chef.
“Breakfast… for me?” Dad asked with surprise and a smile.
Cubis nodded eagerly, clapping his hands and squealing in delight. Though the meal was simple, to Dad it was the most heartwarming breakfast he had ever seen. More than food, it was love served on a plate.
That morning, they ate together, laughing and sharing bites, with Dad praising his little chef over and over again. For Cubis, it wasn’t just breakfast—it was the joy of making Dad happy.
