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[lasgal]

*gets placed in a contraption called a "high chair" by his ada after being fed*

*pats the table in front of him*

What the shit is this? I'm still hungry, damn you!

*stops and stares as his ada holds out a spoon with some GUNK in it towards him*

What the hell is that?

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[maglor_harper]

Come on Lasgal, try a bit. Mmm, it's tasty!

[lasgal]

*looks at the spoon a little curiously but still not convinced*

[maglor_harper]

Come on little guy! Try a bit, it's great, you'll love it. Honestly, when I was wandering Middle Earth all alone, I'd have sold my soul for some...mushed-up rice with baby formula. HONEST. Mmmm-mm-mm!

[lasgal]

*frowns slightly and leans forward*

*takes a little in his mouth*

*dribbles*

Not bad.

[caranthire]

*descends upon the talan with Miril in tow*

Oh god. You're weaning him.

[maglor_harper]

Well. Trying to. I think he's ready; he's still hungry after his bottle feeds, he's very...uh...bitey. And I don't have to force him to take the stuff. He just doesn't seem that keen on swallowing though.

*dabs the gunk off his clothes* :S

[caranthire]

You need an apron. And for fuck's sake, wear something of Haldir's. They don't need dry cleaning.

[maglor_harper]

*looks incredulous* Grey is not my colour!