All Hobbits, Big Folk, Elves, and Dwarves welcome!

Oi wasn't prepared fer this turn o' events. But Mister Frodo smiled an' took Baby Carl in 'is arms while Oi 'erded th' others inside an' gathered up the stuff the Gaffer 'ad left fer takin' care o' Carl. If Oi weren't in a bad mood before, Oi was quickly gettin' there now.
Rudy an' Rufus were quick ter find stuff in the crevices o' the tiled floor, while Poppy seemed ter be facinated wi' Mister Frodo. Erling an' Hending decided that th' 'at tree needed ter be climbed. Oi yelled at them ter get down, but it didn't do nothin' but scare Carl, 'oo started cryin'.
Oi'm such a sucker fer a baby in distress... Oi took 'im from Mister Frodo, thinkin' that Oi could jus' calm 'im down. When Oi took Carl in my arms, Oi found out what might 'ave been 'is problem: 'e'd peed all over Mister Frodo's clothes!
Oi wanted ter climb in a big 'ole bout then, but seein' as Oi couldn't, Oi apologized an' offered ter clean 'is suit right away. But Frodo laughed an' said it were bound ter 'appen sooner or later.
"See to your charges," 'e said. "I'll change into something more suited to being with children and we'll find something to keep them occupied while they are here."
Oi wasn't sure 'bout that, but Oi decided that th' best thing ter do would be ter feed th' rascals, so inter th' kitchen we went. There was some nice cheese and fresh bread left over from 'aving 'ad luncheon wi' Mister Frodo, as well as a pitcher o' fresh milk. Oi found some apple butter an' some honey, an' soon 'ad them all munchin' away.
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Oi 'ave ter go agin. Now it's Mum what's callin' me. Maybe she 'as somethin' fer my 'eadache... somethin' 'sides my Gaffer's 'ome brew, that is.