IT'S A BABY-BONANZA!

[paradisamods]

Good morning, residents! Did you sleep well? You're going to need all the energy you can muster because congratulations: You're parents! Again! The Paradisa Stork has paid some very lucky residents a visit last night, and even moved them to a more kid-friendly environment.

Some of you may already recognize your little bundle of joy and--my, how they've grown! Others will have to get acquainted with their little rugrats. You may not know them, but they certainly know you. By they way? They're bored. And hungry! And they want all the attention you could possibly give them.

It's going to be a long week.

(ooc: Use this as a catch-all post! This will be the only mass post for the Sunny Skies Retreat, so you may use it for any day that you'd like. Feel free to make your own posts and/or sections whenever you'd like!

SECTIONS: BEDROOMS | PLAY ROOM | PETTING ZOO | POOL | GARDENS | THE CASTLE)

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[inafadingcrown]

[A BALL PIT, YES. Finrod is all over this. He runs over to it, practically leaping in. Any other little ones in their will likely be chattered to.

Galadriel, on the other hand, is content to sit on the sidelines, watching him with a soft smile.]

[cyan_maid]

[There's a particularly gutsy and spirited little guy crawling towards the ball pit as well. He seems to have escaped his Mommy...or he had for the moment, at least, because soon Jane is hurrying over, absolutely frazzled.]

Hey! Where do you think you're going, little buster??

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel laughs lightly, taking hold of the little guy just long enough for Jane to catch up.]

You have a spirited one on your hands. [Her tone is half affectionate, half sympathetic. At least Galadriel is something of an old hand at this. It must be harder for the young ones.]

[cyan_maid]

[Oh! The voice is familiar, but Jane's not sure she can put a name to it. She gratefully takes the little guy back.]

Oh, gosh, thank you! He really is, I don't know how he got out of that bedroom. [She carefully shifts the baby in her arms so he's leaning against her. The grasp is awkward, but gentle.] I don't suppose you know where these babies came from, do you Ma'am?

[inafadingcrown]

Did no one warn you of this? [She looks over at Finrod to make sure he's not listening; she really doesn't want him developing a complex about this.]

It is a yearly occurrence; the castle provides the little ones, either to individual residents or in pairs. This is the third time I have had my Finrod. [Who looks to be four or there abouts. It's hard to tell with him; elves reach some milestones much faster.]

[cyan_maid]

[It's very possible that someone had mentioned it to Jane before, and she'd forgotten. That happens.]

But why would the castle give us babies? Why would it give one to me? I'm only sixteen! [The little guy squirms in Jane's arms, and she holds him tighter, probably afraid that he might fall. He's definitely just about a year old.]

[inafadingcrown]

And I am already a grandmother thrice over, far too old to have another child of my own. Yet here he stands.

Why does the castle do ought that it does? If you can answer with certainty, you know more than I.

[cyan_maid]

[Jane blinks, and regards Galadriel very carefully.] You certainly don't look like a great-great grandmother, if you don't mind me saying so.

[And a shrug.] I always assumed it likes to make us miserable, but that doesn't mean I'm right.

[inafadingcrown]

[She laughs and shakes her head lightly] I am not, though I will look no different when I am; Elves do not age in the manner of Men. I meant only that I have three grandchildren.

As for the castle's purposes- I have my own theories, but it matters little at the moment; the children are here and they need love as would any other child.

[cyan_maid]

[...Elves. Right, okay. Not gonna question that one right now.] I see! My apologies.

I certainly don't doubt that. [She shifts the little guy in her arms.] Ooh, goodness, no one ever said that babies were heavy...

[inafadingcrown]

No apologies are necessary; you have caused no offense.

[She laughs lightly.] Shift him to your hip; it will be easier.

[cyan_maid]

[She shifts him - very carefully though. Very, very carefully. She really does not want to drop him.] Oh! Oh, that IS better! Thank you!

[inafadingcrown]

One learns these things with time. [But by now they've gained Finrod's full attention and he clambers out of the ball pit, looking up curiously at Jane and her little one.]

[cyan_maid]

I see. [Oh, it's the other little guy. Jane will give him a smile.] Why, hello there!

[Jefferey's seen him too, and he squirms as if he's demanding to be let down.] Oh - oh, okay, okay, hold on...

[She sets Jeffery down as carefully as possible so he can meet Finrod. He gurgles.]

[inafadingcrown]

Hail and well met! [He seems quite intrigued by Jeffery, taking one of his little hands in his own and looking it over.] What's his name?

[cyan_maid]

[Oh my! Already so well spoken.] His name is Jeffery.

[The baby in question wiggles his held hand a bit, but he doesn't seem to mind being examined. He smiles blithely at everyone.]

[inafadingcrown]

Well met, Jeffery. [Well, elves, you know? And he's surprisingly gentle with the little guy.]

He is charming. [Galadriel's all soft smiles as well, keeping careful watch of Finrod with the baby.]

[cyan_maid]

[There's a gurgle from Jeffery that may or may not sound sort of like a response.]

Thank you! So is Finrod.