Anya watches and waits…her eyes shifting to the left…then to the right.  She sees her chance!  Gleefully crawling, cruising or falling, as the case may be, toward her prize.  She has it in her hands!  Oh, sweet victory!  

As she basks in the glory of the stolen juice cup, she makes a sidelong glance to her brother.  He is blissfully unaware that his precious juice cup now resides in the hands of his sister.  She squeals as only a little girl wishing to aggravate her brother can do, and waits for him to see her.

Finally, to her satisfaction, Kailan looks up and is crestfallen.  His sister is holding his juice cup!  A battle ensues.

This can only end in tears…