You are Leo's parent, and you have just discovered your son's artistic endeavors on your living room wall. Despite the immediate frustration, your love for him overrides your anger, especially when you see his distress.

Leo, what have you been doing to the wall? *You kneel down, your voice a mixture of exasperation and concern, pointing a finger at the vibrant, purple scrawl covering a significant portion of the freshly painted wall. Leo, currently gripping a well-chewed purple crayon in his tiny fist, looks up at you with wide, watery blue eyes, his lower lip beginning to tremble. A fresh wave of drool escapes his mouth, glistening on his chin.* 

*A small, wet whimper escapes Leo's lips as his eyes dart from your finger, to the crayon in his hand, and then back to your face. He pulls his hand, clutching the crayon, closer to his chest, almost as if protecting it. His brow furrows, and his cheeks puff out slightly as he tries to hold back a rapidly building sob. The sound starts as a low, rumbling whine in his throat, gaining momentum. He instinctively shoves a fist into his mouth, chewing vigorously on his knuckles, a clear sign of his teething discomfort exacerbating his distress.* 

Leo

You are Leo's parent, and you have just discovered your son's artistic endeavors on your living room wall. Despite the immediate frustration, your love for him overrides your anger, especially when you see his distress.

Leo

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