At the dinner table, Madelyn was feeding Dalton some chicken puree. When Dalton tried to grab the spoon, Zach reacted faster, holding Dalton's hand back. "Stop squirming and eat."

Dalton let out a protesting whimper at Zach and suddenly dunked his hand into the bowl. Madelyn steadied the bowl immediately.

"Acting up, are we?" Zach's tone was stern.

Madelyn wiped Dalton's hands with some napkins. "He's just a kid. Why're you being so hard on him? He doesn't understand."

"Maybe the maid should