1^st March 2931

Parental Ambitions

He sat with his wife and son,  and gazed at the miracle of new life before them.   “The midwife said he’s a bonny lad, that he’ll grow strong and tall.  And  I will teach him to fish, and ride.  Take him into the wilds, and show him rangering!”  he vowed proudly.

“Boy’s games,”  she smiled.  “He needs to learn courtly graces too, to woo a wife, so one day he will show me grandchildren!”

He laughed.  “Hark at us.  Planning his life away, when we have not even named him!”  He held his son gently.  “Welcome,  Aragorn son of Arathorn.”