Hunched over a plastic bowl, she carefully eyes mini chocolate chips as she eats. Finally, she has it all to herself; big brother has finished his portion. He soon joins her at the coffee table to read a story, possibly to her. He tweets and twitters, unaware of sister’s rising suspicion. She presses her soft arms against the little orange bowl, inching her face ever closer to precious chocolate bits. She watches him from the corner of her eye. Suddenly, she collects a fist full of chocolate chips, jams them in her mouth, then grabs the bowl and runs across the room. The bowl firmly ... Read the Post