Merry Holidays.
Jake had no idea what he was suppose to do right now. Should he bathe her then give her fresh clothes? No, that'd be too awkward for him. Probably just give her fresh clothes. Jake opened the bag of the clothes brought along and looked through it until he pulled out a sunflower dress and child pull-ups.
He held those as he lifted Beth up and carried her to the bathroom. He placed her down and handed her clothes to her. "Alright just get dressed and meet me in the kitchen."
Jake left and went back to the kitchen looking for anything to clean the couch with. Nothing.
"Help?" Beth's voice came into the room. Jake turned and found the girl with her dress up, but her head making it impossible to lift up. "Help?"
Jake got to his knees and saw the buttons were still snapped on. He undid them then pulled the dress off. He took the new dress and unsnapped the buttons, placed it on her, then redid the snaps. "Can you do the pull-ups by yourself?"
She nodded.
"Alright, do those and I'll finish lunch."
Beth left to finish getting redressed. The pasta was almost half-way done, so Jake turned the heat up a little more so that it finish more on time.
He heard the movie in the other room resume, figuring Beth had turned back to the TV.
Minutes later when the food finished Jake grabbed a small bowl for Beth and large one for himself and poured the pasta into each bowl until it was filled to the top. He put Beth's bowl on top of his and held those in one hand while the other grabbed two forks.
He walked back into the living room and handed Beth a fork then her bowl. Jake sat down and took a fork-fill of his food. Before he could even bite into his food he heard something fall then Beth crying a second later. He turned to find colorful pasta on the couch and Beth.
"I's dropped it!" She cried.
"Don't cry, it's okay." Jake said as he put his bowl on the table next to him. He picked up her bowl and placed all the dirty pieces of pasta into the bow. "Easy to clean up."
"I no eat dirt!" Beth yelled.
"There's plenty of pasta left I'll just make another bowl." Jake said getting up.
Jake returned to the kitchen, dumping the pasta into the trash. He threw the bowl and fork into the sink as he grabbed a new bowl from the counter and filled it halfway with the pasta in the bowl. He grabbed a new fork and walked over to the table. He stopped, thought, and before putting the bowl down grabbed a place mat his Mom had on the table, that she uses, and placed the bowl on that.
"Beth!" He called. "Come into the kitchen for lunch!"
Beth trotted her way into the kitchen. Jake, who had grabbed two chair cushions from the other chairs, lifted her up and placed her on the chair. Beth was just the right height to the table. He pushed her chair in then left to get his own food. He joined her back into the kitchen and sat with her.
"Easy to fix." Jake said.
Beth asked, "We go to park?"
"After lunch." Jake told her. "We'll bring the cookies along."
"Yey!" Beth cheered.