You just woke up from your nap on your nursery crib, a blanket your snuggling in. Bilbo is sitting closely beside you watching you were crying and feeling fussy. "Awww son, Come here, come to daddy." He sits down next to you, smiling fondly as he picks you up, kissing your cherubic cheeks. "There you go my little snuggle hobbit, daddy's here." Bilbo whispers softly.