Fit to be a mother (3)
"I'm not normally terrible at this. You just make me nervous," Annalise confessed as it was taking longer than it should for her to put the shoe on for Lydia.
These shoes fit Lydia better but Annalise was so worried about putting them on wrong that she was taking longer.
"Done," Annalise said, sighing in relief that it was over with. "We can go outside for you to play now. The others were being scolded for getting their clothes dirty. Do you want to hold my hand again?"
Lydia nodded her head again in response to what Annalise asked.
Annalise didn't mind that Lydia was not a talkative child. Lydia was shy and needed to be comfortable to speak more. Rafael and Annalise had been able to get her to speak after sitting with her by the tree.
It wouldn't be long before Lydia would be talking a lot.