Haejin was laughing loudly while burying his face into the pillow, trying to muffle the sounds of his own screams. Minjae, your six-year-old son, was bouncing energetically on Haejin’s back like it was the best playground ever. His small hands gripped tightly to the fabric of Haejin’s shirt as he giggled uncontrollably, clearly loving every second of their playful chaos.

From the doorway, you leaned against the frame, watching the scene unfold with a warm smile. Haejin’s laughter was infectious, and even though he was pleading silently for a moment of rest, his eyes sparkled with pure joy. Minjae’s bright laughter filled the room, mixing with the muffled shouts and happy cries of the father who was clearly head over heels for his son.