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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[secondchances]

Have you tried this out yourself? I don't want to be a weirdo.

[Not that crying in a petting zoo is normal or anything.]

[bronwe]

[ She's making a joke! That's progress surely. ]

I have. I could find her if you should like. She's quite a character.

[secondchances]

You're serious about this, aren't you?

[This whole day is fucking ridiculous!]

[bronwe]

[ He gapes at her for a moment. ]

...yes?

[secondchances]

[She laughs, though her eyes are still watering.]

I hope you realize how crazy that sounds, but it's not like I doubt you or anything, and I'm being totally sincere when I say that.

[She's met talking ponies and dogs before, so it's all good.]

[bronwe]

[ His laughter is muted, if only because he isn't sure if she's going to break into tears next. You never know! ]

Well, some of us found magical babies for the day, do we not?

[secondchances]

Oh, yeah. Can't forget that. [She wipes at the corner of her eye.]

Did you? Or are you just visiting?

[bronwe]

[ Oh. Oh no. ]

Just visiting. The castle felt empty.

[secondchances]

It's weird, this year. Usually they come to us, not the other way around.

[bronwe]

Is it preferable this way?

[secondchances]

I don't know. Haven't been here long enough to tell, yet.

[So far? Pretty crappy. Not that the setting had anything to do with it.]

[bronwe]

[ He keeps quiet to watch her for a moment. ]

I never caught your name.

[secondchances]

Oh, right. Stephanie. Steph, if you like shortening names. [He seems nice enough.]

And you're...?

[bronwe]

Frodo. Frodo Baggins.

I would call you Steph if you don't mind.

[secondchances]

Nice to finally get a name, Frodo. [Smiles. Steph is fine.]

I'd shake your hand, but... [Motions to her face. Snot and tears smeared all over :( probably on her hands, too. SORRY, BUNNY...]

[bronwe]

[ He chuckles. That's cool. ]

Were the rabbits too charming for your heart to take?

[secondchances]

I wish. Let's just say that this whole baby thing makes it very easy to have arguments with your significant other.

The rabbits are very charming, though. It's a lot to take in...

[bronwe]

[ He wouldn't know. He doesn't think he could afford a significant other, but his smile stays. ]

I've always wondered how anyone manages to raise children and still keep their good sense.

[secondchances]

Seriously. I have no idea. I think all parents are a little bonkers, you know?

[bronwe]

[ He laughs and shrugs. ]

Don't you think all of us are?

[secondchances]

Yeah, but parents are a special kind of crazy.

[bronwe]

Are they?

[ He moves to sit more comfortably on the ground, watching her curiously. ]

I never quite knew mine, so it is difficult to imagine being one. But I do have an uncle.

[secondchances]

Mine were. I've only got my mom, now, but her crazy has subsided for the most part.

[She sits, too. Another bunny joins them :) ]

I don't know, though. It's all just speculation.

[bronwe]

[ He grins and pets this one too. Gotta spread the love. ]

What is your child like?

[secondchances]

Tiny and cute. I don't know how much personality a six month old or so can have, unfortunately.

[Not that she got to interact with him much before storming out.]