"Honey can you go get your sister for me?" Ally asks her seven year old as she finishes plating up dinner. She smiles as Normani hops down from her stool and runs out of the room.
Filling a Winnie the Pooh sippy cup with juice, Ally screws on the lid, placing it on the table alongside a plastic Tinkerbell bottle. She sets the plates of chicken and pasta down on the table before pouring herself a glass of water.
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As she turns around, she sees Normani attempting to carry her little sister into the kitchen. "Put her down sweetheart, you're not quite big enough to be carrying her."
Walking over to the two, Ally lifts the younger girl into her booster seat, strapping her in. "Did you have a good nap, baby?" Sitting down, she watches as the two year old nods, stuffing food into her mouth with her hands. "Slow down Mila, it's not going anywhere."
"Mama?" Normani asks after swallowing her food.
"Yeah?"
"When's Mommy gonna be back?"
"In about an hour I think, shes bringing your sister home today, remember?"
"Mommy?" Camila interrupts.
"Yeah bug, Mommy's coming home soon."
"An' baby?"
"Yep." She nods going back to her food.
As they eat, Ally listens to her eldest daughter talk about what she did at school today, asking her questions where necessary and smiling when she tells her about the new girl that just joined her class.
"And she's my best friend now 'cause Bella's a meanie and she's best friends with Ellie now. But Libby's nicer anyway so I don't care." Normani explains making Ally chuckle, the girl had a new best friend every day.
"I'm glad you're making her feel welcome sweetheart. You all done?" She waits for a nod before standing up with the dishes in her hands and taking them to the sink.
Grabbing a cloth, she makes her way back over to the table and wipes Camila's face, struggling slightly as the small girl refuses to stay still. She unstraps the toddler, lifting her out of her booster seat and settling her on her hip. "Right, I think we have a baby here in need of a bath, what do you think Mani?"
The seven year old nods, pulling a face at her little sister. "Yeah she's all messy Mama."
"She is, isn't she?"
"Mhm."
"I think we have another little one that needs a bath too, don't we?" She teases, taking Normani's hand and leading her to the bathroom.
"I'm not little, I'm a big girl."
"Oh yes, sorry, well then, my big girl still needs a bath too." She rolls her eyes, closing the bathroom door and placing her toddler down on the floor.
