Leah walked in with the T-shirt and pants Tina put out, hair still damp and pacifier still being sucked. On her waist, however, Tina noticed something different: the top of a pullup peaking out from her pants, leaving a slight bulge. Tina felt her jaw drop from surprise, only noticing she was staring when Leah cleared her throat.
"You actually put them on." Tina said dumbly. Leah looked away with an embarrassed scowl, looking like a pouting toddler.
"Yeah, well, I'm not stupid. I'd rather not pee my pants again." She paused before turning to look at the woman, "Thanks, though, for letting me choose."
Tina smiled broadly, fighting the urge to cry in joy at making the slightest of steps in the direction of a good relationship. "No problem, just glad you're comfortable."
"Tina, are you crying?"
"No, of course not." She turned towards the kitchen to hide turning her face from view, rapidly wiping her eyes, "So, are you hungry? I am."
"I mean, I...did empty my stomach," The girl said with a blush, "So yeah, I could eat."
"Good! We can make something together, if you want. Or order take out."
Tina's not sure where she can go with this, but she's sure something fun and childish could be had. Maybe baking cookies and getting her to eat the cookie dough? Or ordering pizza, and and Leah becomes a messy eater? Or heck, maybe just make a normal recipe with Leah like a mother and child would do, and just enjoy spending the time together---they had a month, there's no need to rush things.
"What sounds good to you, Leah?"