I’m not sure why more people see me as a little cute rascal or mischievous bully. I do have a kind, merciful heart, you know. Like in recent weeks before my baby sister comes out, Mama would often have difficulty getting up from any seated position.
When I noticed she needs to get up, I would immediately rush over to her and offer both my hands to help pull her up. Papa would usually pull her other hand as we help Mama to stand up.
Now, wouldn’t that make me a good boy? :-D
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