The sun had barely risen, and the world outside was still wrapped in the soft silence of dawn. But inside the little house, Monkey Lyly was already bursting with excitement. His eyes sparkled, his tail flicked from side to side, and he could hardly stay still. Today, he wanted to go to the field to play—and he couldn’t wait another minute!
He tiptoed across the room, but his eagerness got the best of him. With a little hop, Lyly landed beside his mother, tugging gently at her arm. “Mama! Mama! Wake up! Let’s go to the field!” he chirped, his voice loud with joy.
His mother stirred, pulling the blanket over her head. “Lyly… be quiet,” she murmured sleepily. But Lyly wasn’t ready to give up. He leaned closer, whispering in her ear at first, then bouncing on the bed like a ball of energy.
“Mama, the sun is out! The field is waiting! I want to run, climb, and play with the butterflies!”
Though her eyes were still half-closed, Mama couldn’t help but smile at her son’s enthusiasm. She sat up slowly, yawning, and looked at Lyly’s eager little face. His whole body radiated happiness, and it was impossible to stay annoyed for long.
“All right, little one,” she said gently. “But first, let me stretch and wake up properly.”
Lyly clapped his hands and spun around in circles, already imagining the tall grass swaying, the warm breeze, and the open sky waiting for him.
By the time they reached the field, Lyly’s laughter filled the air. He ran through the grass, chased butterflies, and tumbled playfully while Mama watched fondly. The early morning might have started with impatience, but it turned into a beautiful memory—a reminder that sometimes, a child’s eagerness can bring joy brighter than the sunrise.
