The morning sun gently bathed the dining room in a warm, golden light as Irene and her son, Noah, finished their breakfast. With motherly care, Irene wiped Noah's mouth clean after his last sip of milk, a routine they had perfected over the years.Irene asked him, "Have you finished your breakfast, sweetheart?"Noah, with his bright eyes and cherubic face, beamed up at his mother."Yes, Mother," Noah replied, his voice filled with the innocence of childhood.Irene smiled lovingly at her son and stood up from her seat, moving to the small backpack she had prepared the night before. As she retrieved it, she approached Noah, her heels clicking softly on the kitchen tiles."Alright, it's time to get ready for the day," Irene announced with an air of gentle authority.She slung the backpack over her shoulder, ensuring she had everything they needed for the day's activities.Noah nodded enthusiastically, always eager for new adventures. He drank the last drops of milk from his glass and the
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