On the day she turned two, she sat upon her throne — a small chair, yet vast enough to hold her whole little kingdom. In her eyes, the world was still new, every shadow a mystery, every sound a story. The chair was not just furniture; it was a quiet witness to her growing. To some, it is a child’s birthday photograph. To others, it is a moment caught between innocence and becoming — a reminder that even the smallest seats can carry the weight of our earliest dreams.
