The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Eight – A Rainy Day in Cradle Cottage
liot woke to the soft sound of raindrops tapping against the nursery window. The sky outside was wrapped in cozy gray clouds, and the gentle hush of rain made everything feel quieter, softer, safer. Curled up in his crib beneath his plush blanket, Eliot yawned and hugged his bunny plush a little tighter.
Liora soon appeared, dressed in her softest house robes, her hair loosely tied back. She smiled, warm and loving as always, and walked over to the crib.
“Good morning, my little cuddle bunny,” she whispered, lowering the rail. “It’s a rainy day, so that means cozy cuddles, storybooks, and warm milk all day long.”
Eliot’s little heart fluttered. A whole day inside, wrapped up in softness, sounded perfect.
After a fresh morning change—Liora choosing an extra-thick diaper with little raindrop patterns and a cozy onesie with clouds stitched across the front—Eliot was bundled into her arms.
She carried him to the kitchen where the scent of cinnamon and warm milk drifted through the air. Eliot’s special highchair was waiting, with a soft bib that read “Rainy Day Snuggles.”
Liora tied it gently under his chin and gave him a loving smile. “We’ll fill your tummy first, then settle in for the coziest day.”
Breakfast was a soothing mix of warm porridge with sweet apple pieces, followed by a large, slow bottle of milk. Liora stayed close, feeding him spoonful by spoonful, her gentle voice praising him for every bite.
Outside, the rain kept falling in steady, rhythmic taps, creating the perfect backdrop for a soft, lazy day.
When Eliot finished his bottle, Liora didn’t hurry him from his seat. Instead, she wiped his chin clean and rubbed slow circles on his tummy. “No rush, my darling boy. Today is just for you.”
Once breakfast was done, Liora carried Eliot to the Snuggle Nook, the coziest part of Cradle Cottage. Pillows and plush blankets were stacked high, and enchanted lights floated lazily in the air, glowing like tiny fireflies.
She settled into the big rocking chair, wrapping a thick, fuzzy blanket around them both and pulling Eliot snug against her chest.
Eliot suckled gently on his pacifier, head resting on Liora’s shoulder while she rocked them back and forth. Outside, the rain whispered, while inside, the world was still and soft.
“Would you like a story, little one?” Liora whispered.
Eliot nodded, too content to speak.
Liora opened a large picture book filled with tales of enchanted animals having cozy rainy day adventures—stories about little bears in pajamas splashing in puddles, soft lambs sipping warm milk by the fireplace, and cuddly fox cubs building pillow forts.
Eliot’s eyes grew wide at the colorful illustrations, his body limp and safe in Liora’s arms as she read in her soft, soothing voice.
Occasionally, Liora paused to give Eliot’s forehead a gentle kiss, her arms tightening protectively around him.
“You’re my special little one,” she whispered, “and you never have to worry about anything but being cozy.”
Mid-morning came with a change into a fresh nappy, even fluffier than before, and a switch to a soft, fleecy footie sleeper decorated with sleepy moons and stars.
Liora tucked Eliot into her lap by the large nursery window, propping his pacifier in his mouth while he cuddled his bunny plush. Together, they watched the rain dance down the glass.
Eliot didn’t need toys or adventures—he was happy, just being close, just being little.
Lunchtime arrived, and Liora fed him from a bottle of warm milk mixed with a drop of enchanted honey, followed by soft finger foods: warm, buttery rolls and tiny cubes of soft cheese.
Eliot’s tummy was filled with warmth and love, and after another bottle, his eyelids drooped.
“Nap time, my snuggle bunny,” Liora whispered.
She swaddled him snugly, rocking him slowly in the big chair until his breaths grew deep and steady, and the sound of gentle rain lulled him into peaceful sleep.
The afternoon passed in perfect quiet.
When Eliot woke, Liora greeted him with another bottle, soft tummy tickles, and an afternoon of gentle indoor games—stacking enchanted blocks that giggled when toppled and cuddling plushies that hummed softly when squeezed.
They built a pillow fort in the Snuggle Nook, crawled inside, and read more stories while the enchanted lanterns made tiny rainbow lights dance across the blankets.
Liora rubbed Eliot’s back, speaking softly. “Rainy days are for cuddling close, feeling safe, and knowing you are loved.”
Eliot, half-dozing, only managed a soft, happy sigh in return.
As evening crept in, the rain continued, making Cradle Cottage feel even warmer. Liora gave Eliot a warm bath with soft bubbles that smelled of vanilla and lavender, then dressed him in his thickest night nappy and coziest sleeper.
Snuggled close, Eliot finished his day with one last bottle, Liora’s gentle humming lulling him into the sweetest sleep.
As she laid him into his crib, enchanted mobile spinning softly overhead, Liora kissed his forehead.
“Goodnight, my little bunny. Tomorrow the sun may come back, but today you had the coziest rainy day in all of Everwood.”
Eliot drifted off, heart full, tummy warm, and dreams as soft as the falling rain.
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