It was still early in the morning, and the sun had just begun to peek through the curtains. The house was quiet, except for the gentle sound of breathing from Lyly’s mother, who was still fast asleep. Monkey Lyly was curled up beside her when suddenly, a loud noise broke the peaceful silence—it was the ringtone from her mother’s phone.
Lyly’s ears perked up immediately. She glanced over at her mother, who stirred slightly but didn’t wake up. Determined not to let the noise disturb her, Lyly quickly hopped down from the bed and scanned the room. The sound was coming from the nightstand. She climbed up carefully, her little hands reaching toward the phone.
She didn’t know exactly how to turn it off, but she knew she had to try something. First, she gently tapped the screen with her fingers—nothing happened. The phone kept ringing, its bright light blinking with every call. Lyly frowned, her little brow furrowing in concentration. She pressed it again, and this time the noise stopped. A satisfied smile spread across her face.
But just as she turned to leave, the phone buzzed again—another call! Lyly puffed her cheeks in frustration but refused to give up. She tapped the screen quickly, then placed the phone gently face down so the light wouldn’t flash in her mother’s direction. The room was quiet once more.
Proud of herself, Lyly tiptoed back to bed and snuggled next to her mother, who hadn’t woken up at all. She wrapped her tiny arms around her, feeling happy that she had managed to protect her peaceful sleep.
When her mother finally woke up and saw Lyly’s bright eyes watching her, she had no idea the little monkey had been her early-morning guardian. Lyly simply hugged her tighter, keeping her secret. After all, it wasn’t about being praised—it was about love. And that morning, Lyly proved that love can be shown in the quietest, most thoughtful ways.
