Sonny did not stop with just one box.

Soon, his toys were scattered all over the living room floor.

Not too pleased with the mess, Chelsea shouted, “Liberty, come out and tidy up the living room. Sonny threw his toys everywhere.”

Liberty walked to the kitchen door and checked out the situation in the living room before replying, “Sonny can play for a while more. I’ll clean up later.”

She then went back to work in the kitchen.

Sonny was at a hyperactive age, going from one thing to the next every few minutes. He turned the living room upside down.

Furrowing her brows, Chelsea walked to the kitchen door and leaned against the door frame. She asked, “Liberty, what did you give your sister to take away? It’s a big bag. I hope you’re not giving her the things Hank bought.

“Hank works hard for the family, and it’s tiring. Your sister’s married. She has her own family. Get that in your head and don’t just leave all the good stuff to your sister.”

Liberty turned back to glare a