Picked from a basket?

So today's morning was not a simple one,
Eating breakfast together- a tea with bun;
We were teasing each other,
We have a habit of eating together;
Papa just taunted me teasingly,
And I protested myself willingly;
He just loved my expression when I got annoyed,
And it didn't matter how hard I tried to avoid;
He said he found me in a basket,
I immediately put down my bun packet;
I looked towards my Mumma for confirmation,
I was unable to read her expression;
She looked towards my dad,
To read what was his plan;
He said that he picked me because just found me cute,
And now after listening I was totally mute;
My Mumma joined him too,
This all came out of the blue;
I know somewhere deep inside it was just a joke,
But still, I was numb like a rock;
Mumma is it true?
Why I didn't have any clue?
She nodded her head,
I immediately stood up from the bed;
I embraced her tightly;
And both of them chuckled lightly;
I got some comfort that my heart seek,
Slowly towards my face, she tries to peek;
You are joking right,
Still a hope inside shining bright;
My voice cracked up,
Sounding lost like a small pup;
Papa still wanted to tease,
But Mumma sensed my heart was not at ease;
I was crying, to my papa she signals,
My eyes and nose were red like the fur of cardinals;
We were pranking you, papa said,
I immediately raised up my head;
On him I threw my teddy,
He dodged it as if he was ready;
I know they adore me endlessly,
And always care for me selflessly;
He apologized quite fast and wholeheartedly,
I wish my family live healthily and happily;
It was nothing to cry about,
My cancer sun is responsible for this, I doubt;
Well, it all ended with tons of laughter,
In the end, I will always be their own daughter;
It just made our bond strong,
I guess I will remember and cherish this moment lifelong... 
                                                                                ~CuteCrescent