Maeve
She watches with a flare of pride as Soleil quickly masters the movement of separating the two halves of the eggs from each other. Maeve grabs the damp cloth from the edge of the sink, wiping the bit of egg white from the girl's fingers easily, "There. All clean." Maeve hums, putting the cloth to the side for later, having a feeling they were going to need it later. "Alright, now we add in the sugar. This is what makes it nice and sweet." She explains, pulling over the jar of sugar and handing her the measuring cup.
"Here, put in a cup and a half." Maeve holds the jar steady so she can scoop out the ingredient without worrying about the jar potentially falling onto the floor. Once the sugar is in the bowl, a sweet puff of air coming up each time she pours it, Maeve hands her a wooden spoon. "Now we mix all the wet ingredients together before adding the dry a little bit at a time"
"Here, put in a cup and a half." Maeve holds the jar steady so she can scoop out the ingredient without worrying about the jar potentially falling onto the floor. Once the sugar is in the bowl, a sweet puff of air coming up each time she pours it, Maeve hands her a wooden spoon. "Now we mix all the wet ingredients together before adding the dry a little bit at a time"
the only heaven I'll be sent to
is when I'm along with you
is when I'm along with you
