Couples in this chapter: LeitPol and EstLat.

Ewa Laurinaitis was not a happy almost seven-year-old, she glared at her fourteen-month-old brother; Milek. The reason why she disliked him so was because he had been sickly. The last time she had spent any real time with her parents that was about her was her last check up at the doctor's! Every time she had asked if they could take her somewhere she wanted to go it was "Milek has a fever" or "We have paper work we're behind on because we've been busy looking after your brother".

Tomorrow was her birthday and she felt like her parents hadn't heard even one of her birthday wishes. They weren't even all that big, she just wanted her usual blueberry birthday waffles, to go to Build-A-Bear to get her special birthday bear she had for almost two years a few new outfits, maybe a few new outfits for her too and a nice dinner with her parents like they used to do. At least for her last birthday she had gotten to enjoy it sort of. Her uncles had taken her to the movies with her cousin while her parents had to handle her brother who had been sick, but they had surprised her with a cake when she got home.

The next morning, she came down with her birthday bear and was shocked when instead of her waffles a bowl of cereal was put in front of her by her mother.

"Ewa, honey, you know that there are, like, no toys at the table," said the blonde taking the bear and putting it in the living room.

While he was out of the room Ewa pushed her cereal away as her father came in, "What's wrong honey? Did your Mama give you the wrong cereal?"

"I don't want cereal! I want waffles!"

Poland put his hands on his hips, "Young lady, you have a, like, perfectly good breakfast in front of you so eat it."

"No!" Ewa got up and stomped up to her room upset that her parents forgot.

A few hours later there was a knock at the door, an annoyed Poland opened it to find Riavis, Eduard and their son Luke, the boy holding a gift bag.

"Where's Ewa?" asked the shorter blonde adult.

"In her room, she's very naughty today. Refusing to eat her perfectly good cereal demanding waffles. We are out of waffles and the waffle iron is broken. What's with the bag?"

The other three stared at him in shock as he put his son, whom he had been carrying, down.

"You forgot her birthday?!" they cried in horror, to a child their birthday was one of the most important days of the year, it was a day everyone was supposed to look at them and them alone.

Feliks checked his phone and cursed, they had forgotten their daughter's birthday! He quickly called his husband and told him to cancel his meeting and get home, so they could make this right.

He glanced at the other blondes, "Could you watch the kids while I make a few arrangements?"

The Estonian man nodded before the polish man ran off to find the phone book.

"Wait...where is the baby?" asked Riavis, looking around.

Milek wobbled towards his sister's room, he was still learning to walk but he was able to get around. He could hear her crying in her room, the door ajar. He pushed it open and toddled to her bed, he could tell something was upsetting her and he didn't like it, he loved his big sister. He loved it when she would come into his room and tell him about her day, when she would help their parents treat him when he felt yucky. She was the best big sister he could ask for.

He reached for her but couldn't reach so he tried something he never did before, "E...E... Ewa!"

His sister looked up, around then at him, "Did you just talk?"

"Ewa!" he repeated giggling.

She picked him up and ran down to show their family only to find her uncles and cousin there but no Mama.

"Where's Mama?"

"In the other room, trying to make up for forgetting. He said we're going to go out for pancakes then shopping and to one of those dinner and a show places like Medieval Times in America," her uncle Rivas told her, pointing to the room he was in just as the blonde came in.

"Mama! Milek talked!" Ewa told him holding her little brother's hand.

"Really!? What did he say? Come on sweet pea, talk to Mama," he encouraged.

"Ewa!" the little boy crowed making everyone smile.

"Looks like your brother didn't forget and gave you the best present he could. Your name being his first word," Poland told his daughter hugging her and his son, "Happy birthday my darling."

After her father got home Ewa had the best birthday of her young life and her parents never forgot it again…Usually because Milek made sure they didn't.

TBC