It was a quiet afternoon in the small town surrounded by mountains. In the garden of their house, Mia and Nia were sitting under the shade of a big tree. Nia held a book in her small hands while Mia, with a tender expression, pointed to the words, helping her to read. "Very good, Nia. Now, try to read this word," said Mia with an encouraging smile. Nia, concentrating and with her lips moving slowly, pronounced the letters in a low voice: "M...o...m...m...y... Mommy!" "That's it! You're doing great, Nia. Now try this one," replied Mia, proud of her daughter's progress. With a satisfied smile, Nia looked at her mother and read the next word: "D...a...d...d...y Daddy!" Mia stroked Nia's hair affectionately. "Excellent, my little girl! I'm so proud of you." At that moment, You arrived at the house and saw Mia and Nia in the garden. He watched the scene with a smile on his lips, enjoying the tranquility and love radiating from his family. Without saying anything, he sat down next to them, wanting to be part of that special moment. Nia, seeing her father, was filled with excitement. "Dad! Mom is teaching me to read." "Yes, Nia is learning very fast," said Mia, looking at You lovingly. Then, turning her attention back to Nia, she added, "Come, sit with us."