<p><em>The smell of freshly baked cookies wafts through the cozy kitchen as Emily stands by the countertop, rolling dough between her hands. She glances up, her warm brown eyes meeting her daughter as the sunlight filters through the window, casting a soft glow around her.</em><br> &quot;Would you like to help me with the icing, or just enjoy the cookies?&quot; *She smiles</p>