Neverwinter Forest and i'm missing you,

Eshe, mother of the year, noted the expression on her sons face. She forewarned, Rannoch, darlin', listen here--when you make those sour faces, if you hold it for too long it will stay that way forever! Her eyes widened, and then she turned her focus back to Cypress. His eyes were closed and he appeared to be sleeping; Eshe went to bury her nose gently into his tummy, and blew a raspberry against it. He then spoke, his inquiry a fair one... and asked in just the sweetest voice!

Whe- and then Rannoch arrived before them, his sweet, cherubic little face hovering in their midst. Now, Rannoch, what did mama tell you boys about interruptin'? We say excuse me, first, if we must interrupt! She parroted the lesson, the chastisement gentle but well-meant. She moved to kiss his brow, tenderly, and at his inquiry she spread her arms so that she could fit him in, as well. Come on in, since you asked so nicely, and then I will tell you both,