I am now sitting in my mother's lap; she is always the most comfortable place to be.  I wonder if this is because I recognize her as my mom.  The best bet is that I find her enjoyable.  Anyhow, this has been an interesting year.  I have learned many things and met a couple interesting people; I wonder if I will keep them with me when I get older.

In this year I learned the spoken common language of the demons, which is a language called Ambrosian.  My parents never called it by name, but my status window added the skill of 'Language Comprehension' and specified the language.  Anyway, it took around six months before "∆˚¬ˆø¨¬˚µ≥" clicked in my head to mean "Alexandra" in my head.  This is the power of a developing brain and a soul that can arrange the words and syllables. It is helpful since I understood simple words, not enough to understand the intricacies of the language, but enough to help me with building the world around me.  

My immediate surroundings are the demon empire or just the Vual Empire.  Anything about the geography, history, or politics are not spoken around me. I am just called adorable or cute, but when I am taken around with my mother, I can at least get basic information when she talks to the maids.  Oh yea, my mother's name is Shelly Mist, she seemed to keep her original surname rather than take my father's surname.  

I got a better look at my mother now I can stay awake for more than a couple minutes.  The more I saw her, the more I wondered what I looked like.  She is short compared to my father, but tall compared to the maids.  That brings up the question of how they measure height here, I have no clue.  

Anyway, mom’s long, light blue hair curls down her back and her face gives me the image of a sweet person, like a kind mother that would help if it was in her power for people who are less fortunate.  She has soft blue eyes to match her hair and black horns that are short and bend back against her head.  She also seems to be the reason for my above average water affinity, or at least from my assumption that having both water and fire affinities would be rare.

My father is around little or just little when I'm awake, since a baby's body needs sleep way more often than an adult.  Also, considering how much energy I am using is far more energy than a normal child should.  My father would be a suave young man who is laid back.  His hair is light red, which is the most normal thing I have seen of people in this new world.  The maids’ hair vary from violet to green to pink hair and different races.  It makes me wonder what this empire is like.  I'm getting sidetracked again, my father is handsome.  Mother and him are in love from their mannerisms around each other.  

He is tall, over six feet tall and his piercing red eyes help his impression of being domineering.  It feels weird that his gestures don't match how he looks.  He is overly nice around the maids and lovey with his wife.  Considering the influence he has, maybe he is domineering in politics or work instead and relaxes around his family and helpers.  His horns are raised in a half swirl, they start in line with the eyes and in front of the ears, just like my mothers.

Well now, that I think about it, my mother talks about how this is the most peaceful era than in the recorded past for us.  This is only because the main conflict is between the beastmen and the humans.  I decided not to delve too far into that topic anyways, at least until I can read.  Well some of my favorite moments are when I could make my mouth follow my instructions to say, "Mama."  It went something like this:

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I was babbling syllables to myself and after I figured out how my name is pronounced, I isolated the A and M.

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"Mama."

That jerked her up, and now she is staring at me.  This is funny; I wonder if I say it again, I can get her to pick me up.

"Mama."

I guess that worked.  To think I would understand why babies like attention and have so many advancements that allow them to keep it.  Wow, she is looking at me lovingly and seemed to get a maid to get someone, probably my father.  Well if they have me repeat it, I can considering most babies first syllables into a word are mama and dada, usually no matter the language. Oh, they got my dad.

"ß∂∑ dada, Alexandra."

"Dada."

This is funny and their expressions are hilarious.  I wonder if I should clap, na I should never question that, just clap on impulse while young.  At least I can keep myself entertained so far.  While a child with the ability to see mana and with the maids and mother keeping me entertained.  I still wonder why simple things always entertained me, but it didn't seem to change in this life.  Colors, designs, people, and gestures are so interesting.  They will help me in my time of need.

I got picked up and hugged by both mother and father.  Well, I won't have to worry about being sold off or considered a means to an end in my family because of being a girl in this world.  I hope that it stays that way.  

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Anyways, after this episode I saw so many sides of the maids and my parents, like when I first crawled and took my first steps.  It is funny, because it yells "New parents" which isn't a bad thing, but it isn't necessarily a good thing.

The best thing was that a fairy found me from when I could crawl.  I was around six months old and she would play with me sometimes.  She made sure nobody was around, I wonder why she wouldn't stay with more company though.  I also wonder where she would disappear to right before someone came into the room.  Well, maybe I will ask her when I'm older.

Picking a personal maid was fun, well not technically a personal maid, but the maid I would gravitate to would stay around more often than the others. She is a beastman, or should I say beastwoman?  She was of the panther-kin with her black feline ears, black hair, green-yellow eyes and her black tail. Her furry ears were fluffy, and she was around 14 years old, so she was developing and heading through puberty.  She was nice.  Anyways, even though I'm talking in past tense, it is still the same things now too, but this is from when I was first picking her out.  She is much more comfortable around me now and I like to pet her ears.

The only thing odd was that there were only females around me other than my father.  I wonder if this is usual for a baby or if it is because my family thinks I would warm up to females more than males.  Hopefully, I may head out of the mansion soon.  I also want to learn magic, but I'm not sure if that would initiate something strange in my mother.  When boredom overcomes her, she uses water to float around her when she.  It seems like twiddling her fingers, but making a water snake move around her fingers.  I find it interesting, so I hope that I will do that at some point.

Also, I don't think my language comprehension is the best, but I can now ask questions like a toddler in their terrible twos.  I wonder how they will react if I ask a lot of questions.  My first one will be to ask my mother to make a mirror with her water magic because I want to see myself.  I guess I will wait a couple more days and gradually reveal I can ask questions and understand answers.  Fairy, I wonder if you speak a different language or if you speak in mana, you always are fluctuating in mana, so that may be the case.

Don't judge me for not experimenting with my mana, the only skill I increased was mana manipulation.  It was only because playing with the fairy I dragged ambient mana to form shapes and such.  She could see them and create different designs also but I wonder what if I can contact her in another language?  Anyways, this year has been interesting and uptempo.  Last but not least, do not ask about dirty diapers, it is best left unknown.  At least I hope that I am not haunted by that in the future.

Reminiscing is fun, and mother's arms are so warm and her presence is so soothing.  I will take a nap and most likely wake up in my bed again.  It is lovely that everybody is nice to me, but I kinda want to be a troublemaker. Anyways goodnight.