This is the same child who, on the way home from her sister's gymnastics class this evening, got so mad at me for taking away the ipad before she'd finished her drawing that she began to kick the back of my seat really hard over and over again, so I pulled into the parking lot of the nearest grocery store and told her that she had to get out of the car if she couldn't ride safely, so she jumped out of the car, barefoot, ran across the (empty, whew!) parking lot, in the rain, and hid behind a dumpster.
Fortunately, this type of behavior does not faze me, because I am from the South, y'all, so I, too, jumped out of the car, chased her down, hauled her back in, lectured her mightily, and drove her back home before she could, I don't know, attempt to throw herself out of the moving minivan or something.
I swear, that kid's TEMPER! I just don't know where she gets it from!