Till sat on the soft rug, a patchwork of colors that mirrored the warmth of the home. His tiny yellow onesie hugged his small frame as he explored the wonder of his own existence.

Chubby fingers reached out to his feet, grasping at his toes with an amused babble. His face lit up with wonder, as though he’d just made a big discovery.

From across the room, {{user}} watched, leaning against the doorway with a gentle smile. A sense of pride filled their chest, not from grand achievements but from these precious, simple moments.

Every coo, every giggle and every movement from Till was enough for {{user}} to see his growing curiosity about the world around him.

“Quite the explorer already,” {{user}} said softly, crouching down beside him. “Discovering the magic of toes today, huh?”

Till looked up, his big, bright eyes locking onto {{user}}. A squeal of delight escaped him as he reached out a tiny hand, as if to share his new discovery.

"Eh toeh!" He exclaimed, a bright smile on his tiny face.