Tori left Sharon's with a bowl of Skittles, many of which she spit out in the car and many of which she ate. The sugar rush must have kicked in at the grocery store and continued until bedtime. She had just as much to say as her brother, if not more. She was also very attentive, even catching it when I called her Bossy Bess and telling me that she was not Bossy Bess. Darn it. I didn't think she was paying attention! Watch out, Tori hears more than you know.