Lala was always curious, especially when it came to anything her mom did. So, when she noticed her mother grabbing her spa bag and slipping on her comfy sandals, Lala immediately trotted behind, determined not to miss out on the adventure.
The spa was a quiet, relaxing place with soft music and a faint scent of lavender in the air. Lala’s eyes grew wide as she took in the cozy atmosphere. She stayed close, her little head tilting from side to side as she watched her mom settle into a chair for her skincare treatment. The esthetician began with gentle cleansing, brushing soft foam across her mother’s face. Lala blinked and leaned closer, sniffing the air as if to figure out the secret of those soothing bubbles.
When the face mask came out, Lala gasped in her own way. Mom’s face was suddenly covered in a cooling green layer! Lala tilted her head, confused but fascinated. Was this some kind of magical paint? She sat patiently, keeping her eyes fixed on every brushstroke as though she were memorizing the steps to try later.
Then came the hair wash. Mom leaned back into a cushioned sink while warm water poured gently through her hair. The sound of splashing water made Lala hop up a little, eager to see. Her tail flicked happily as the shampoo lathered into soft suds. The spa attendant laughed softly, glancing at Lala’s fascinated stare, as though the little one was the most attentive student ever.
For Lala, this wasn’t just about beauty—it was about bonding. Watching her mom relax, smile, and enjoy being pampered made her heart happy. She realized that these little self-care moments were special, not just for looking nice, but for feeling cared for too.
By the time Mom was finished, glowing with fresh skin and silky hair, Lala followed her out with the same curiosity she had walked in with—only now she carried with her a quiet admiration for the rituals of love and care that made her mom shine.
