Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

So, little Henry, the darling of the Andre family, was the center of attention. "This Andre kid is so chubby and cuddly, why is he so adorable when he cries?"

A little bundle of joy instantly captivated everyone around. His tiny pink lips pouted in the cutest way.

Hearing the compliments, Naomi couldn't help but brag, "My Henry, as adorable as he is, has quite the temper from being spoiled. He cries whenever things don't go his way. But you should see him when he smiles, he's even more adorable! You have no idea, when he's in a good mood, he babbles and laughs at us. We've stopped watching TV or listening to music; we just watch his little face and listen to his sweet babbling.

The first thing my husband does when he gets home is to hold him."

Mia hugged her son, "Sweetie, give your great-aunt a smile."

Henry's crying gradually subsided as he snuggled into his mother's arms.

At that moment, Naomi noticed the tree trunks and the soft mat on the ground, and curiously asked, "Mia, weren't you picking cherries? How did you end up in the woods?"

Mia flipped the camera around, live-streaming what the family was up to. "We picked cherries this morning, and at noon Molly mentioned a fun spot nearby, so here we are." Then, Andre came over with a skewer of grilled chicken, feeding it to his wife.

Henry, with tear-streaked eyelashes, stopped crying and watched his mother's mouth intently.

Mimicking his mother, he pretended to chew. Then, he opened his mouth wide, eyes fixed on his mother's mouth, wanting a bite.

His little hand reached for her mouth, grabbing for food, "Help, darling."

Andre came over, scooping up his son with one arm. Through the phone, everyone could hear Henry's cries, matching his chubby cheeks.

"The Andre kid has some strong lungs, huh?" A woman beside Naomi asked with a laugh.

Naomi replied, "Oh, that's nothing. Sometimes he can cry non-stop, and nothing we do can soothe him."

times when no one could soothe him, not aunt, uncle, or

ended up back in his mother's arms, his little mouth pouting, looking

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chat history, sharing Henry's daily moments, "Look, when he

in-laws, always helping out. You even help

kids at heart, even though they're married with families. They're still in their early twenties, playing house.

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amusing family stories or grievances, but Naomi always shared her family's happy moments. Even her complaints were about her son, but to others, it

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of formula, feeding Henry, who held the bottle with his little hands but still kept his gaze

son's eyes with each bite of the chicken skewer, quickly eating

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