I was all, like, "can you say Anal?"

As Eve stomped her foot and whined and pointed and said "Uh-oh" 50 times because the flip top on the syrup was left open.

So I closed it.

Then she turned her attention to same problem with the creamer sitting by the coffee pot being all offensive with it's top open mocking her.

So I closed it.

As I wiped the water droplets off the faucet and sink and turned the hand soap so that the label faced forward, I wondered, "Where does she get this stuff from??"