Let the Hormones Rage!

We went to Applebee's (per Libby's request? My fault, I didn't have anywhere I was just dying to go) for Mother's Day today. It was a good trip and the girls both did REALLY well until the last five minutes when you could tell it was nap time. They did fine on the way home and then the "you could tell it was nap time" feeling lashed out again right as we got home. As Libby got out of the van she saw daddy give Grace a swig of some of the left over pop. Immediately, and with fury, she shouted, "Oh! Grace gets a drink and I don't?" Then, she slammed what was in her hand on the table in the garage, ran inside, slammed the door shut and we didn't hear from her again until, thankfully, she had calmed down. Needless to say, both girls were put to bed quickly. Wow, what ARE we going to do once she hits puberty?