Here the twins are about five years old
#27 Connecting the dots
It was nightfall in the Last Homely House, and the inhabitants were either busy with various activities or retiring for the night.
Glorfindel kept busy cleaning his weapons as he hummed a tune. Erestor read a book as Lindir wrote a new song to play on the Midsummer's night festival and the Lord and Lady of Imladris were deep in conversation enjoying the rest of the evening after having put the twins down for bed.
Lady Celebrían was in the middle of a sentence when she felt a mental twinge, it was only a small feeling, some residual motherly instinct, but it was one she had felt many times before and it stopped her mid-sentence.
Lord Elrond knew that look all too well. "I know that look. The twins?"
Celebrían sighed softly getting up from her seat. "Yes. I wonder what they are up to now. I had better go and check on them," she said quizzically as she turned heading out of the room to go check on her children. As she neared the room, they shared she heard the unmistakable sound of laughter coming from one of the twins.
As Celebrían went to open the door, she heard Elladan talking to his brother. "Hold still, Ro. You will make me mess up!" Elladan replied exasperatedly.
"But it tickles, Dan," Elrohir said in between laughs.
As soon as Celebrían heard those words she knew her sons were up to no good and opened the door. As she entered, she stopped mid-way upon the sight that met her.
"What on earth are you doing?!" she exclaimed half amused half horrified.
In the middle of the room stood Elladan covered in dots all over his body and in his tiny hand was a marker, and across from him covered with dots spread all over his body was Elrohir. "We are connecting the dots, Nana! See!" Elladan exclaimed, looking up at his mother proudly.
"I can see, Elladan, sweetie, but why did you not use paper?" Celebrían tried very hard not to laugh but upon seeing her two small sons' covered head to toe in tiny dots upon one was connected entirely and the other which half were already connected she could not help but be amused.
"Because the paper is too small and this is much more fun," Elladan said, going back to finish his handiwork.
"Besides," Elrohir continued, "'Restor said we need to be more creative."
"Oh, he said that, did he? Well, I will need to have a talk with him about that," she said, still trying to be serious but it was evident she was highly amused.
Just then, Elrond entered the room. When Celebrían had not returned, he knew something was up, and decided to go and look for her. When his eyes fell on his two sons, he just about fainted in pure shock. He could not even find the words to speak as he looked at his wife for an explanation.
"They are connecting the dots, and they are the paper. And since they take after you and your brother, you can be the one to give our sons' a bath," Celebrían declared triumphantly.
"WHAT?" Elrond cried, not sure he had heard correctly.
"You heard me," Celebrían answered back with a smirk on her face.
"Valar, why did it have to be twins? Why could it not be a daughter?!" Elrond exclaimed, shaking his fist in the air.
Celebrían just laughed and headed back to the Hall of Fire, leaving her poor bewildered husband to tackle bathing his sons'.