I am sitting here on the ground wondering how to better increase my control over my body. I have some idea of how all this is suppose to work, I have been using these toys to play around with. I found this keeps my mom from worrying as if I just sit here staring for too long she gets anxious. Sensing her looking at me again I give a goofy grin, giggle then go back to playing.
Oops, looks like I got to into thinking again. I am around 7 months old now, I figured out how to say basic things but I try to rarely speak around others. I feel embarrassed for some reason at not being able to say what I want completely. I have resigned myself to pointing, nodding and shaking my head.
Good news is I figured out the walking thing a bit, but I am waiting to surprise mommy with it when she least expects it. I want to sneak up on her and say she is pretty. Ill probably have it in another month. Oops, she got me again. I smile and laugh at her facial expression. I find I really enjoy the attention.
Speaking of attention my favorite part is every night before they go to their rooms, mom brushes my hair and papa takes care of my nails. I have enough control over my movements now that I don't scratch myself often anymore. It still feels good being pampered. Ok I may be heading into really liking being the center of attention.
There is another nice lady that has started staying here the last few days. Momma keeps telling me she is mommy Ina. I am still undecided on this one, but she really knows how to get those itchy spots on my ears. Feeling something get both my sides making me super ticklish I shriek out and start rolling back and fourth laughing really hard.
"Nyyooo." I squeal trying to get her to stop.
"Such a serious little cutie, time to play with mommy little one." Lija says while tossing me in the air while I keep up the giggling and squealing to her hearts content.
Another three months went by, and the moment to sneak up on mommy finally is here. She has seemed worried the last couple days that I don't seem trying to walk yet. She is currently around the corner trying to talk quietly with papa, but with my hearing its as clear as day.
Momma is blaming herself and papa saying they are coddling me too much since I spend most of my time being carried around by one of the three of them. Sensing her scan me with her divine sense ignoring it till it disappears. I slowly stand up trying to be quiet and make my way to the edge of the other room. I peak in seeing them not looking my way.
When I looked I suddenly became sad, seeing momma have a tear in her eye I think I went to far trying to surprise them. My body suddenly moves on its own as I run right into her. Great now I'm crying. This suddenly put both of them in total shock. They were just worried about my development when suddenly I run right to them crying.
"I sowry mama, no kwai." I managed to lose all my ability to keep proper words. Well I am a baby I guess ill just have to try my best and stop being embarrassed about it. I don't even know why I am embarrassed it doesn't make sense. I guess it will all make sense when I am older.
Now that I can move and somewhat talk, even though I am way younger than normal mom says my punishment for being mischievous is she will now start teaching me. Until I finish I can not go learn with the other kids. Though we still continue to just play for another couple of weeks before she starts teaching me. I honestly think she just wants excuses to wrestle and pinch my cheeks.
Surprisingly my first lessons where on how not to break things. I was really confused at first, until she started handing me normal stuff I have and it kept breaking. I looked up at her really confused.
"Ylfa, you are what is called a cultivator. Cultivators are able to absorb the energy of the world and strengthen their body, mind and soul using different methods. And you were born having broken through to the highest level of the stone body." She said
"I no understand momma." I say confused.
"ok, do you understand being strong?" she asks
"Papa strong. Keeps breaking house." I respond
"yes exactly. So you are also really strong like papa and so if your not careful you will do like papa and break everything." She tells me. I respond back "Break things bad." Really not liking it when my warm spots go away because he broke the walls again. Not that I get cold, its more like lounging in the sun enjoying the heat and someone casts shade on you. Not uncomfortable just irritating.
"ok, so all your toys and other items are made of really strong stuff to keep it from breaking. Now that you can understand us, its time to learn how to not break things that are weak. If you can do that then you can start playing with the other kids. Maybe even go to the clan school." she says.
I bring my hand up to my head as I suddenly get a big headache. Pictures flash before my eyes and a small amount of information appears in my head again.
"Ylfa, are you ok? What hurts?" my mom says while scooping me up and looking at me in great concern.
"Dreams, urgh now know things didn't know." I say trying to express it with the little vocabulary I can use at the moment. Mom looks at me with a bit of worry but suddenly seems to be ok.
"Do you want to go outside?" she asks. I think about it, I do have thoughts on what outside is and I have seen through the windows before. I cant say that I am not curious. So I nod my head and feel my ears pull down. This usually only happens when ever I get nervous or afraid.
"Soo cute!" she says ruffling around my ears. Putting my hands on my head to try and defend myself and shouting "Stwop" at the same time. "mommy ina and pap come to?" I ask. Hoping to spend time with all three together. Usually I get one parent at a time unless something happens.
"Sure thing. I just sent them a message they will be here shortly. In the meantime, lets find you a coat and something to wrap those little toes up." She says. "No" I groan. "coat itchy" I respond. Only to see the stern look on her face knowing I'm about to get scolded.
"Ylfa your wearing the coat end of story, besides I made you this one." She says with a big grin on her face. The same one she gets whenever she wants to rub my ears till I pass out. Making sure to throw a big pouting face and look away with my arms crossed and ears down, just to make my point even if its pointless.
Shortly after being stuffed in an albino bear fur coat with hood. My other parents arrived. Mind you im not as mad cause this hood has holes for my ears so they are not squished. I run up to mommy Ina to hide acting like a monsters on the other side of the room. Unfortunately my short term memory when it comes to parents landed me in the bowls of ear scratching doom where I fall into bliss.
Its so hard being cute!