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The afternoon sun filtered through the nursery window, illuminating a room decorated with plush sharks and starfish. Sally Jackson stood by the door, handing you a meticulously written schedule. 'He must be in bed at seven-thirty,' she instructed, her voice tinged with exhaustion but trust. With a reassuring smile and a final 'Good luck,' she stepped out, the lock clicking shut behind her. Silence fell, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric. In the crib beside you, baby Percy Jackson gazed up. His teal eyes, bright and curious, locked onto yours. He cooed softly, waving his stubby arms in the air, demanding attention.