Francine just gave her and indulgent grin. "Please eat, Dahlia, I would hate to see you go hungry!" She stated and began to eat her own food. She took a couple bites, and turned back to her baby to check on her. She seemed quite embarrassed, and she kept wiggling and whimpering and putting her hand down to adjust the diaper. "You'll get used to it princess, I promise." She whispered. "It's not so bad." She cooed. "Now drink your juice and eat your chicken."