She ignored him, opening the backpack triumphantly and pulling out her stuffed monkey, lovingly dubbed 'Pep'. She stuck the arm of the monkey in her mouth and began crawling back towards Francis determinedly.
She looked up at him and grinned, her eyes crinkling with the action as she placed her hands on his arms, standing up and bracing herself on him.
She beamed, sitting in his lap and leaning back against his chest, sticking Pep's arm back in her mouth again contentedly.