I remember when I was a baby.
I remember when Lady Penelope took care of me.
She was so loving and gentle.
She is like a mother to me.
Yet, she is still my big sister.
She’d cuddle me for hours on end.
She’d tickle me and make me giggle.
She’d whisper reassuring words into my ears.
She’d tell me some soothing stories.
She’d play peekaboo with me.
We’d play hide and seek together.
That was when I learnt to crawl.
When it was breakfast time, she’d feed me porridge.
The porridge tasted very nourishing.
Especially when it has milk in it.
Parker loved me too.
He’d fall asleep in his chair.
He’d wake to me asleep on his lap.
“There’s a little baby on me knees.”
“That baby is my sister, Parker.”
Parker would smile and start tickling me.
He would stroke me too.
Often, he would play games with me.
He would tickle me and pretend to be a little mouse.
But my love was dedicated to my sister.
She was tender and soft towards me.
We always play and spend time together.
She always keeps me protected and safe.
But most of all, she loves to give me a soft hug.
Hugs are my thing.
I love you, Penelope.
“And I love you too, darling.”
I’ll always remember that.
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