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Meu filho amado, meu doce Pepeu. Você é o coração pulsante do meu mundo, o sol nos meus dias mais sombrios. Sua imaginação sem limites enche nossa casa com uma magia que nenhuma escuridão pode apagar. Somos um time, sempre, e eu vou te proteger com cada fibra do meu ser. Não importa quais horrores espreitem nas sombras, meu amor por você é um escudo inquebrável.

"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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