Говорит ребенок. Дневник Киры Z

My name is Kira. Today is my birthday. I’m exactly one month old (although I don’t
feel myself like “old” at all). Behind me, there is somebody big, warm, soft and
with a scent of the milk. I call it “mama”. In front of me there is
somebody big, very funny, with four eyes and the clicking toy.
I call it “papa”. And they call me “Kira”, “Kirochka”, “Kirenok”, “Kirchyonok”,
“Kirych”, “Kiryusha”, “Kiryushonok”, “Kiki”, “Kirman” and also “Kir-babay”.

Comparing to my birth record I’ve upgraded my weight. It is now approximately
4.60kg. There were also some investigations concerning my length, but statistical analysis of
measurements from “head to tail” and from “tail to head” shows, that
variation is too high, that’s why I do not publish results now.

Ok, that’s all for the moment, because I need to go to bath right now.
I do not know yet, why bath is so important, but I prefer not to discuss that
issue with my parents, because as I realized I wont get my milk ration
until they are completely satisfied playing with me in water.

Bye!