Kirk didn't care that her husband was not with her tonight. She was very clear about her status. She let men solve their own problems and she only needed to take good care of her precious son Einstar.
Einstar woke up only once last night, and after feeding the cute little elf, he changed its diaper.
Kirk sang softly beside Einstar, coaxing Einstar to sleep, while gently patting Einstar's back.
Seeing the little cutie slowly falling asleep under the candlelight, Kirk's face was filled with a happy smile.
The flesh on Einstar's arms is in circles, like tires lined up, very cute.
He also has a sweet milky scent on his body, which makes people feel at ease.
Einstar, who is only one year old now, cannot speak yet. When he is awake, he spends most of his time chewing his feet in his mouth, leaving his feet covered in saliva.
Herman would laugh every time he saw this scene, and Kirk would always tease Herman that he must have learned this from his father.
The next morning, Einstar woke up under the sunlight.
Kirk was still sleeping in the big bed next door, and Einstar didn't cry or make a fuss, but just looked at the unfamiliar environment around him curiously.
He stood up from lying on his stomach, and when he looked up he saw the ornaments being blown by the wind.
The shiny ornaments attracted his attention. He was curious why they moved by themselves. He pouted and listened to the tinkling sounds made by the ornaments colliding.
After a while, he lost interest in the ornaments.
He put his pink little hand into his mouth and bit it gently. The teeth in his mouth were still developing, and the gums around them were a little painful and itchy, so this was the right way to relieve the itch.
Now Einstar has grown two cute little front teeth.
If he opens his mouth and smiles, he looks like a cute little rabbit.
His saliva was all over his face. If Kirk was awake, he would definitely wipe it clean for him quickly, because the skin on the baby's face might become allergic due to long-term contact with saliva.
He leaned against the fence, looked at his sleeping mother, and uttered the first word in his life, "mama."
Kirk seemed to hear Einstar's voice in a daze, so he sat up sideways and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
She saw the baby leaning against the fence and grinning at her, and smiled with relief.
"Baby, are you awake?"
"Mother."
The babyish voice woke Kirk up completely.
"Ah! Einstar, you can talk now! That's great!"
Kirk exclaimed in surprise, then climbed out of the bed and hugged the smiling Einstar in his arms.
She rushed out of the room excitedly holding Einstar.
Kirk was so happy that she wanted the whole world to know that her child could speak that she sang a little tune and danced in the corridor.
Kirk's ethereal voice brought out a beautiful melody, and Einstar in her arms was enjoying the cheerful rhythm, as happy as if he was in a rocking chair.
Kirk's singing was as clear and sweet as a lark. She jumped playfully on the steps, put her hands under Einstar's armpits, and lifted him up high.
This kind of game made Einstar laugh even more happily.
Einstar's giggles and Kirk's singing mixed together to create a happy atmosphere.
Herman woke up from the table, feeling a little tired after a night of discussion.
After resting his head on his hand all night, his arm felt a little numb. He stood up and shook his hand to allow the blood to circulate better.
He moved his ears and heard singing coming from outside the door.
As soon as Hermann heard it, he knew it was the voice of his beloved wife.
"I wonder what makes her so happy?" Hermann thought.
Then he opened the door and saw Kirk dancing in the hall.
He waved to Kirk in the corridor on the second floor and said softly with a smile on his face,
"My Muse, what makes you so happy?"
Kirk stopped singing when she heard Herman's question. She held up Einstar and said proudly,
"Hermann! Our baby boy can talk!"
Hermann, who was already a little worried about Eugene's affairs, was ecstatic at this moment. Being able to accompany a child as he grows up is the happiest and most blessed thing for parents.
Hermann trotted down the stairs and hugged Kirk and Einstar.
He had a pair of deep dark circles under his eyes, but he tried hard to make faces to amuse Einstar who was laughing the whole time.
Kirk found Herman's appearance very funny. He looked like a clown from a circus, especially the way he danced excitedly in his baggy clothes.
Eugene leaned on the fence on the second floor and looked at the happy family with envy, a smile on his face.
A thought flashed through his mind, "Should I also start a family?"
Herman continued to speak to Einstar in Kirk's arms in a childlike tone.
"Call me daddy, daddy, daddy."
And Einstar smiled but kept shouting, "Mom, Mom, Mom."
Kirk twisted his body proudly at this time, and found Herman's helpless expression very interesting.
Herman pouted and stretched out his hands, "Come, give daddy a hug."
However, Einstar turned her head away as if she was in a tantrum, pressed her body against Kirk, put her arms around her mother Kirk's neck, and secretly glanced at her deflated father as if in protest.
Eugene burst into laughter when he saw this scene. "Interesting, very interesting. Baird, it's a party tonight! Go and invite the guests, both to welcome my brothers and sisters-in-law, and to celebrate my eldest nephew's ability to speak!"
Baird walked out of a room after hearing this and replied respectfully,
"I see. Is a banquet for fifty people okay?"
"Not enough! Not enough! Since it's a happy day, the more people the better!" Eugene said proudly, pointing to the empty hall.
"I want this hall to be filled with guests coming to congratulate you!"
"Understood. Now I'll ask someone to invite and instruct the kitchen staff to prepare the ingredients. Sir, do you need to hire a band?"
Baird asked.
"Please! No expense is spared today! What we want is a revelry and a feast!" shouted Eugene, who was still in his pajamas.
Einstar glanced at the shouting man out of the corner of his eye, then smiled brightly.
Eugene happened to see this smile and he felt his soul was healed.
"Hehe, this is a good opportunity to find some good targets tonight!"
Eugene thought cunningly.
These are happy times, wonderful times.
A grand feast was about to take place, and people were all dressed in their finest clothes.
In addition to the beauty of the night, there is also intoxicating red wine and champagne.