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Yay father son time!!

Lagan turned his head from the pebble with a look of excitement when he heard his father's voice. Another thing he was getting good at was recognizing and labeling voices to faces. He could now distinguish Elwood from Finley, but Eljay sounded a bit like both so when his brother spoke he usually defaulted to mom or dad. He was getting it though, and was glad to see his father coming to meet him. Pa! He exclaimed to Elwood, rushing forwards unsteadily and barreling into him. 

He stopped and grabbed onto the adult's leg with his toothless mouth, slobbering all over it. Ith goo! He said, attempting to form a couple words. Perhaps his papa could teach a bit today, but then again little Tiarnach didn't like learning much. He looked up at his father's face for a moment, the resemblance of the two was uncanny. Much like the rest of the family that is. Except weirdo Lucy. He then went back to chewing happily on Elwood's leg.