1) Gimris is one of the few Dwarrows who have changed their calling later in their life. She was studying to be a glassblower, and she had some modest skill at it. But it didn’t excite her much. She began studying medicine in a very anticlimactic way: by picking up one of her uncle’s books one dull afternoon and idly leafing through it.

Before she knew it, it was 3am and she’d read the whole thing.

She marched up to the Healer’s Guild the very next morning and demanded to be apprenticed. 

2) Bofur has never really adjusted to being rich. Gimris, daughter of a banker and a Lord of the Line of Durin, has been instrumental in helping him invest his money. They fund a school for Broadbeam children, a music scholarship, and bankroll many of the healer’s fees for poor miners. Bofur is also a bit at sea in the politic landscape he has inadvertently become a part of. He basically ignores all convention and speaks just as he has always done (see also: speaking to the Dale-Men). Dain loves it, but some of the older nobles get a bit huffish and sniffy. Gimris is a big help there as well (so long as she can curb the sarcasm for three seconds put together). 

3) Before Gimizh was born, Bofur went into an absolute frenzy of creation and purchasing. Toys, toys, TOYS, the crib, a change-table, stacks of soft linens for nappies, the finest baby clothes that could be bought, the most gorgeous doodads and cunning little gadgets and mobiles, more toys, TOYS EVERYWHERE. He bought beautiful swaddles and bibs, little soft woollen hats and mittens and booties galore. Every time he hit the market for weeks, certain stallholders grinned because they knew they were about to make one hell of a sale. Bombur tried to say something… and it fell on deaf ears, because Bofur was so elated and so freaked out, that buying things seemed to be the way to cope with it all. 

Gimris, bless her, only said, “it’s beautiful, you silly soft thing,” and found a place for whatever he’d bought upon the crammed nursery shelves. Then she would let him feel the baby shifting and kicking for a time to soothe his nerves. (her own coping strategy was to read and re-read, and re-read her medical books. She argued with her healer – a LOT.)

When Gimizh FINALLY arrived (he was nearly two weeks late, and Gimris was going berserk) he managed to ruin all that expensive gear in record time. 

I hope that pleases, Nonnie! 😀