The simple fact of the matter was that Eloise handled the whole situation well, but Penelope was one to not enjoy feeling as if she were in trouble. Her eyebrows furrowed together when she was pulled onto her mother’s lap, nodding slowly.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take —
“Because then you don’t eat your meals properly,” Eloise explained gently, pulling her onto her lap as she came closer. “I bought that chocolate for all of us. Now your dad and I didn’t get to have any, and half of it ended up in my hand.”
She sighed, tossed the chocolate in +
“But you would have said no,” she found herself protesting without truly thinking about what she were about to say. When she noticed Eloise extend a hand, Penelope hesitated again, slowly stepping in.