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Hop, Hop, Where’s Appa and Eomaaa? 🐇👨‍👩‍👦💕

That afternoon, Scott played happily in the daycare garden. He laughed as he made new friends, petted the soft, fluffy bunnies, and fed them crunchy carrots. His little feet ran across the grass, chasing giggles and sunshine.

One by one, his friends went home, waving goodbye as their parents came to pick them up. Soon, Scott was the only little one still playing on the ground.

But then… Scott began to worry.
What if his parents didn’t come for him?
His lips trembled, his tiny shoulders sank, and his hands fidgeted nervously. He bit his lip, trying so hard to be brave, too shy to cry in front of Mrs. McPhee. His eyes grew glassy, and he stood by the gate, peeking out again and again, hoping to see the faces he missed most.

Mrs. McPhee gently held his hand, but it wasn’t enough to make his heart feel lighter.

And then, just in time, his Appa and Eomma appeared. Scott’s eyes lit up. He let go of Mrs. McPhee’s hand and ran as fast as his little legs could carry him, straight into his parents’ arms. His worries forgotten, replaced by the biggest smile, his little heart safe again.