Getting on bended knee, Liberty asked her son, “Were you a good boy? Did you bother your uncle?”

“I’ve been a good boy… But I wet my pants, Mom.”

Sonny looked embarrassed when he mentioned this.

Liberty inquired, “Were you sitting anywhere?”

“Uncle’s bed.”

Liberty was speechless.

“Dunc bought me a lot of new clothes and a dress. We can keep the dress for Aunt Ser’s baby girl.”

Liberty had no words.

Duncan shopped for clothes for her son, and it included a dress too.

How dense