Taking a break from our near-constant discussion of precipitous bowel release (just kidding, friends), we venture into the oft-overlooked territory of stealing from one's siblings. Time was, we stole sweatshirts, devil dogs, prime seating on car trips. This week, it's friends. Next week, who knows? 

Plus, Amy gets hacked. Feeding the children ramps up. And Missy yearns for a return to her sandy seaside escape.