Liat the Bort
The Chibi Anyu
Age: 11 years, 7 months, 2 weeks
Born: October 20th, 2008
Adopted: 5 years, 5 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: December 29th, 2014
- Level: 559
- Strength: 1,389
- Defense: 1,377
- Speed: 1,377
- Health: 1,556
- HP: 1,556/1,556
- Intelligence: 1,457
- Books Read: 1444
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Hotel Chain Owner
Today is a day of utmost importance!
Ester-Rut, a small infant about one year old, had decided that she was going to accomplish something big and amazing today. Lying back in her crib, she blinked wide eyes upward and scanned what part of her world she could see, seeking out inspiration among the ceiling tiles.
What to do? What to do?
Her room was calm at the moment. She was relatively content in her crib at the moment, and she knew her siblings were elsewhere doing their own things. With a large family of five older brothers and sisters, Ester-Rut knew she was loved.
As a calm baby, not prone to crying outbursts or other annoying sounds, she made their lives easier. When they came by, she loved to offer to share her toys. Admittedly, it did help that, while they might play with her rattle for a couple minutes, they did always return the shared object.
Because there was no one around to disturb her, or more importantly, no one else to see if she failed in her desired task, Ester-Rut decided to take a risk. She could sit up by herself and she could crawl, she had never stood up without the strong arms of a sibling around her.
Nodding lightly to herself, she decided that was what she was going to do: conquer the act of standing!
Putting her arms on either side of herself, she pulled herself into an upright position. Her large gold eyes scanned the room, and she verified that she was, indeed, alone.
She had a couple of toys between herself and the wall of the crib, so she gently moved her plush bear and other objects out of her immediate way. With the path cleared, she crawled toward her crib wall.
Her crib bars were made of strong, white plastic, which could be slippery to grip. Knowing this, Ester-Rut rubbed her hands on the sheet first, eliminating any leftover sweat or snack-related stickiness, and then grabbed the bars. Step one: done.
Sliding her hands up the bars, Ester-Rut leaned forward and tried to match the rest of her body's movement with her arms' upward climb. How did the adults make this look so easy?
After a few moments, though, she was more or less squatting. Her chubby legs were well-exercised from her active crawling, and she used that muscle to propel herself upward. At the same time, she grabbed the top of the crib and steadied herself.
One, two, three seconds passed, and she giggled. That certainly was long enough to count. Plopping back down, she felt satisfied that she met her goal. Mission accomplished!
Story by twocents
Pet Profile by HPY
Pet Overlay by Oatmeal