The next morning, the soft rays of the sun gently filtered through the curtains. Seraphyne tiptoed around the kitchen, preparing a nourishing breakfast for Zuzu. With a delicate plan, she sliced fresh fruits and arranged them artfully on a plate, their vibrant colors contrasting beautifully against the pristine white porcelain.
The aroma of freshly brewed herbal tea wafted through the air, filling the room with a comforting fragrance. As she carefully placed the plate of fruits on the table, Seraphyne's eyes fell upon a neatly written note that she had penned earlier.
The words were filled with a gentle reminder to Zuzu.
"It's still too early to wake up the child," she murmured softly to herself, her voice laced with a touch of maternal concern. "Children should complete an eight-hour sleep daily, and gadgets can only be used in a fixed schedule."