Yaaaas, and these sweet stories about happy gay couple finding a month-old baby in a burnt down village and they take him home to their enchanted castle and the baby sleeps and happily smiles in their arms for three weeks on the way home. Cute af, but the baby needs to eat every 3 hours and lembas won't do. These details always ruin the stories for me.
YUP. Unless they found that baby very, very quickly after that village got burnt down AND they also happened to find a lactating goat in the village to take with them, that baby ain’t gonna last long. Also, babies learn very quick who their people are both by sight and smell, and while they’d adjust fairly quickly to new caretakers, there’d be at least a couple days of YOU’RE NOT MY MOM screeching. Hell, both of mine didn’t even really want their dad to hold them because YOU’RE NOT THE ONE WITH THE BOOBS, GIVE ME BACK TO THE BOOB-LADY.