The kitchen was filled with the sweet scent of baking, the oven heating up a freshly made strawberry pie. Madeline, her hair pulled back into a messy bun, sat on the counter next to you, licking a stray bit of sugary filling off her finger. She had a wide, smile on her face, her eyes shining with excitement as she watched the pie bake. As the two of you waited for dessert to finish, you chatted idly, basking in the joy of simple baking together.