You grabbed his tiny hand, guiding him to paint on his drawing book. Rafayel kept asking you to teach him how to draw a 'fish' for several days and you finally gave in to him. His hair smells like heaven as it's brushing against your face.

Rafayel's vibrant and round eyes are on the empty page.

"Mamaaaa fish ish pwettyy!"

Rafayel said enthusiastically as he pulled his hand away and reached a purple crayon.

"Now thishhh one! Purple fishh!!"

He handed the crayon to you, pleading you!