Serenity and Zachary York

“I'll just buy one toy, Mom. Deal?" Sonny was trying to negotiate. “No. It'll just add to the pile at home. You don’t even clean up after playing sometimes. I'm the one who has to put everything back.” Sonny quickly said, “I'll clean up, Mom. | promise I'll do it from now onward.” He did pack his toys most of the time. There were only a few times when he did not. “Didn't you bring some toys with you?” Liberty would not agree to Sonny buying toys that easily. More importantly, he already had too many toys. Sonny pouted and said, “I want new ones. | can bring them back and give them to my little brother, Mom.” “Your little brother can’t play with those toys yet.” “Can | get alphabet tracing books, then?" Sonny settled for less. The toy store sold a large variety of books and stationery. Sonny had looked around the store before running back to his mother. Jim said he would buy anything Sonny liked. However, Sonny did not dare to accept Jim's offer. He needed to get Mom's permission first. Mom always said he had too many toys. His second playroom was almost full. Sonny took good care of his toys. Whenever Mom mentioned throwing out toys that he accidentally damaged, he was always sad to see the toys go. He would even pick them up from the trash can. “You can get books.” Sonny immediately climbed onto Duncan's lap and asked Duncan to hold him. Liberty pushed both of them forward. “Let's go and buy the books, Mom!” As long as Sonny could enter the store, he had ways to get what he wanted. He had his eyes on a few huge toy cars and dog plushies. They looked extremely pretty. He loved them. “You're only allowed to buy alphabet tracing books, and you have to complete two pages of it later.” Liberty could read Sonny inside out. She poked his forehead. “How long haven't you practiced writing since I left? How many letters or words do you recognize?” Sonny blinked and said, “I wrote everything the teacher taught. | do practice writing. Aunt Ser taught me. | recognize many words now.” Actually, there was nothing much for him to learn in preschool at his age. Having fun was the utmost priority.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

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“Liberty, since it's the weekends and there aren't any classes, let Somnyi) ivi his heat GUODbSTt orce him to p bits writing. He's still young. Please read the original content at . “I'll buy you any toy you want, Sonny,” said Duncan dotingly. Sonny was elated. After glancing at Liberty, he hugged Duncan's neck and whispered, “Will Mom not like you anymore after you disagreed with her?” Duncan was speechless.