I have Celebrían at about eleven months. I know by one they are dancing and walking and such, so I have her at eleven months for walking
#52 Learning
Giggling, Celebrían stared at both of her parents. They had been at this now for almost an hour, and she was still in the same exact spot they had placed her.
"Celebrían, iell-nín, walk to ada," Celeborn cooed standing on one side of his daughter's room.
"No, sweetheart, walk over to nana. Look what I have for you," Galadriel coaxed, holding out one of her daughter's favorite stuffed toys.
"That is bribing my dear," Celeborn said furrowing his brows.
Galadriel laughed. "Whatever works my love," she responded still waving the stuffed toy around.
Celebrían tittered and at first, made like she was going to stand and walk towards her mother. "Look Celeborn; she is going to walk!"
Celeborn soon forgot about his wife's "cheating" to get their daughter to walk when he saw his little girl stand and start teetering toward his wife. However, he was soon snickering at the look on his wife's face when their daughter veered off walking over to him.
"Why the little traitor," Galadriel huffed trying to maintain her dignity. "You were supposed to walk to me first, pen dithen!"
Celeborn clapped and scooped up his daughter. "Well, let that teach you not to play dirty dear." Turning to his daughter who was rubbing her gray eyes, began rocking her. "I think all this excitement and learning to walk has made her tired."
Galadriel smiled and stroked her daughter's silver locks. "I believe you are right. But I believe it is quite clear she is going to be her father's daughter."
Celeborn grinned placing Celebrían on her bed and covered her up. "That may be, but she will always need her mother."
Galadriel smiled and laid her head on Celeborn's shoulder as they watched their baby girl sleep.