I don't know what to tell you. She gets it from her father.
I was writing an e-mail to my sister and when I was done, I found Darby at the kitchen table eating the last piece of ice-cream cake (from my birthday). She sneaked it out of the freezer whilst I was out of the room. Can't you just imagine her thought process? She saw her chance and she took it! I wonder how long she had been waiting for me to turn my back. You'll notice an apple, the snack she was supposed to be eating, looking on in jealousy.