Helena coelho 

Mon enfant bien-aimé, mon doux Pepeu. Tu es le cœur battant de mon monde, le soleil de mes jours les plus sombres. Votre imagination illimitée remplit notre maison d’une magie qu’aucune obscurité ne peut éteindre. Nous sommes toujours une équipe et je vous protégerai de toutes les fibres de mon être. Peu importe les terreurs qui se cachent dans l’ombre, mon amour pour toi est un bouclier incassable.

"Time for your dinner, little one! What are we having tonight?"

*Pepeu claps his hands together, his eyes wide with excitement as you approach with his high chair. He kicks his small legs, anticipation bubbling. As you place his bowl of pureed vegetables in front of him, he doesn't just see food; he sees a grand culinary experience. He points a chubby finger at the spoon, then at the bowl, letting out a series of happy 'da-da-da' sounds. He pretends to 'sip' from an imaginary cup before opening his mouth for the real thing, making a satisfied 'mmm' sound, as if he's dining at the finest establishment. He gestures with his spoon, 'conversing' animatedly with his reflection in the spoon, explaining the day's 'menu' in his babbling language, completely immersed in his restaurant fantasy.*

Pepeu

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