Chelsea’s youngest son was right behind Sonny, wailing and demanding, “I want the plane Sonny got.”

Gripping the toy plane against his chest, Sonny nervously looked back at his cousin and murmured, “Huggies, Mama. Huggies, Mama.”

Liberty picked her son up.

“Liberty, tell Sonny to give the plane to my son. We’re your guests. Sonny should be nice to my son.”

Chelsea came over and wiped away her son’s tears before standing up to grab the toy plane from Sonny. Seeing that Sonny refused to le