06.Jun.12, 07:19 PM
Ce'lie moved easily across the ground, excitement pinging at her senses as she finally arrived at the Creche. As a five turn old, Ishadhe was surprisingly nimble as he quickly weaved through the group of laughing weyrbrats to get to the building blocks. The poor woman in the Creche was nearly pulling her hair out as the children ran circles around her, leaving painted and dirty fingerprints everywhere.
Ce'lie just hugged herself lightly, watching through the window as the children played, laughed and were perfect just the way they were. Ishadhe who had gotten hold of cup of juice, only stopped to drink it before spotting Ce'lie. A squeal of excitement and the mug ended up on the floor as the five turn old shot straight between the creche worker's legs and into Ce'lie awaiting arms.
"Oh my wonderful little man. Who was creche today?" Ce'lie uttered, hugging him firmly as he wiggled and laughed in her arms before he pulled back and looked at her, poking the few grey hairs that had started to collect in her fringe.
"It was okay Mom. Kinide sneezed juice out of his nose again." Ishadhe replied, in a fact of tone earning a soft laugh from Ce'lie.
"Well, I'm sure he'll find some use for it at a later date, if only to gross potential girlfriends." Ce'lie grinned to Ishadhe who simply laughed and wrapped his little arms around her neck. Long stride took across the ground to Twilirth.
"Twirly!" Ishadhe shrieked in delight, wiggling free and charging at the dark green. A soft rumble was the green's greeting as Ishadhe chatted animated to the green as though she was talking back. Ce'lie just shook her head and scoop up the child and strapped him into Twilirth's riding straps before the dragon took off and winked between before they reappear a few seconds later near Ce'lie's hut. Once the green had landed, Ce'lie released her son from the straps and let him run ahead into the hut as she unstrapped the green.
"Don't worry Twil. I won't let him get the paints." she giggled softly with a gentle pat to the dragon's shoulder, she headed inside and started on making dinner for them both. All the while Ishadhe bounced around the room armed with a teddy bear.
Ce'lie just hugged herself lightly, watching through the window as the children played, laughed and were perfect just the way they were. Ishadhe who had gotten hold of cup of juice, only stopped to drink it before spotting Ce'lie. A squeal of excitement and the mug ended up on the floor as the five turn old shot straight between the creche worker's legs and into Ce'lie awaiting arms.
"Oh my wonderful little man. Who was creche today?" Ce'lie uttered, hugging him firmly as he wiggled and laughed in her arms before he pulled back and looked at her, poking the few grey hairs that had started to collect in her fringe.
"It was okay Mom. Kinide sneezed juice out of his nose again." Ishadhe replied, in a fact of tone earning a soft laugh from Ce'lie.
"Well, I'm sure he'll find some use for it at a later date, if only to gross potential girlfriends." Ce'lie grinned to Ishadhe who simply laughed and wrapped his little arms around her neck. Long stride took across the ground to Twilirth.
"Twirly!" Ishadhe shrieked in delight, wiggling free and charging at the dark green. A soft rumble was the green's greeting as Ishadhe chatted animated to the green as though she was talking back. Ce'lie just shook her head and scoop up the child and strapped him into Twilirth's riding straps before the dragon took off and winked between before they reappear a few seconds later near Ce'lie's hut. Once the green had landed, Ce'lie released her son from the straps and let him run ahead into the hut as she unstrapped the green.
"Don't worry Twil. I won't let him get the paints." she giggled softly with a gentle pat to the dragon's shoulder, she headed inside and started on making dinner for them both. All the while Ishadhe bounced around the room armed with a teddy bear.