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I had no idea sibling rivalry would extend so far... I guess I should have known, but for some reason it never occurred to me.

You two dear, sweet, and adorable girls struggled through three rounds of a matching game this morning and were, by and large, very good. Sure, we had some whining, some cheating, some yelling and some cards thrown around, but I seem to remember that family is like that, even when you are too young to drink.

Eventually, however, we petered out to a point where it was no longer possible to have any kind of organized game and, Bettie, you devolved into a tearful mess stretched out faced down on the floor. And you, Alphie, (while trying to either be supportive or steal her super important role as “sad-sack McPouty”) laid down next to her.

And it was at this point that you, Bettie, started yelling, because up until this moment you were quite comfortable that your tantrum was the only tantrum that mattered. And what were you yelling? You were yelling “No sissy, I have tantrum! I have tantrum!”