Hugo Thomas Dupain-Cheng was a happy baby. Sure, even at 19 months he could tell that life wasn't perfect, but he still knew that he was very blessed. However, he felt that changes were on the horizon for him and his family.

For one thing, his mommy was feeding him with that horrid bottle more and more instead of feeding him herself. Okay, the bottle wasn't bad at all, in fact he actually enjoyed it, but he much preferred his mommy to feed him herself. Even when she started to introduce those colourful foods to him over a year ago with the variety of interesting (sometimes unpalatable) flavours, he still preferred his momma's feedings. This he made clear to her more often than not, with their sparring sessions either ending in him accepting the bottle in grumpy tears of defeat or his momma begrudgingly feeding him, in her own grumpy tears of defeat.

Despite that, he still loved his mommy. And his daddy too. After not seeing him for a good portion of the day, his dad always made his way over to him (after kissing mommy, of course) and blowing raspberry kisses all over his face, much to Hugo's delight. His fisted his father's blond hair gleefully when he was bounced over his head.

Suddenly, his father's hold on him shifted, and Hugo felt himself being turned away from daddy, while the latter sniffed his backside. Grimacing, his father carted him off to the nursery to be changed.

After receiving a fresh diaper and some tummy tickles, Hugo gazed up mirthfully at his dad. For some reason he felt very blessed and grateful to have such a kind man as his dad. After several failed attempts to swipe his father's glasses, he started to suspect that he was being toyed with, he decided to settle being carried out to the kitchen for family meal time.

Sitting in his highchair like a king on his throne, he stared down discontentedly at the food mommy placed out before him. No, he wasn't in the mood to find out if he'd like the orange mush today. Before he could throw a proper fit, his mommy's red fairy came into his line of vision and picked up his utensils with food at the end. Urging him with her high voice to try it, he reverently obeyed. Despite having the same taste all the time, he decided to like the orange mush today.

"Pagg! Pagg!" he called, wanting his flying black kitty to play with him. 'Pagg', the name of his lazy black kitty, was Hugo's first word, much to his mommy and daddy's chagrin. His mommy handed him his black stuffed animal that looked a lot like 'Pagg' but wasn't 'Pagg'. Hugo decided to content himself with playing with the imposter for the time being.

That was another change that was happening. He was seeing his kitty less and less, and even mommy's fairy made fewer appearances around him. Instead, when he called for them, he was often handed their replicas. But one thing he could count on was that they always watched over him in his crib while he slept. The red fairy was often on a shelf looking over him in his crib, but his kitty always nestled in his dark hair to sleep with him.

When it was bedtime, after his mommy put him in his crib, his daddy slipped into his room for a final good night. After giving Hugo his goodnight kiss, his dad lingered in his room for a while, chatting aimlessly to him as if he fully understood what he was saying. He had made this his habit of always spending a set apart amount of time with him. This practice would continue for years to come and Hugo always treasured this special time with his father.

After his daddy had departed, Hugo was left with "Pagg" and his mommy's fairy to keep him company for the night. He reflected (at least to the best of his ability) on the things his daddy was telling him. He had used words like "family" and "baby" a lot. He was familiar with those words; he had heard them used a lot when Aunty Gami and Uncle Luka brought a new friend to his circle. The newcomer was small, even smaller than Hugo and that was saying something. Lily-la, his other friend, was bigger than him, so it was interesting when this new friend, this "baby", that was brought over to play was smaller.

But, his father had also used another word that he wasn't too familiar with: "sister". Hugo wondered what that meant. He didn't ponder on it for too long before he was overcome with sleepiness. Satisfied that he'll find out what his dad meant soon enough, he fell into a peaceful slumber, preparing to awake to another blissful day with his wonderful family.

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