Key
Elf – "speech"
Common – "Speech"
Gimli
Cale was getting cuddlier and cuddlier with each passing day. In fact, this morning, he crawled. Yes. And I wasn't lying. He crawled from one end of the room to me.
Suddenly, the little tyke was trying to walk. He kept standing up and trying to copy us. Was he even ready to do that? That was cute. Everyone loved the little guy, even if he didn't let them touch him. They were all learning elfish so they could communicate with because Legolas and the elves thought that the reason he didn't let anyone near him was because of the language barrier. So far, Mary and Pippin had learned a few words in elfish. An improvement, but the others were still struggling. Frodo already knew it, but he wasn't listening to reason.
I didn't see why not, though the idea of a dwarf was a little…strange. But Cale was such a cute, adorable baby and I would learn another language just to be with him. Legolas wanted to see if Elrond could hold him, but so far, he had been too frightened to try. I could just image what Cale would do to his ears he into pulling those at the moment. I bet the man would be really jealous when he sees me hold him.
After playing with the young boy, I took a seat across the room from where Cale was playing, or practicing. Legolas walked in, bearing a saddened face, and by god, the child stood up and walked straight to Legolas.
"Dada, up." The delight on Legolas face was so priceless and he picked Cale up. The child giggled happily in the hold. No one else was in the room, but it was something I would never forget. That must have made Legolas' day because he had looked stressed all morning and now he was shining and happy.
Children always seemed to have a way of making people feel better.
Calemirion/Harry
Dada hadn't been looking happy all day, so for his sake, I had mastered the necessary skills for walking. I didn't show Uncle Gigi yet, he was happy when I was crawling. He continually cooed at me to reach him. When he got tired from the form of play, he sat across the room. That was when dada walked in. He didn't seem very happy. I wanted to make dada smile, so I got up and walked to him.
"Dada, up." He looked down and picked me up. I couldn't help but giggle as dada looked really happy to see me. I wanted dada to be really happy and I succeeded, so my hard work had paid off. Dada didn't look sad and all mopey anymore.
