Synopsis: We find ourselves at the mall watching Liz trying to get a reluctant Elly to have April's photo taken with Santa. When she asks why she has a shitload of photos of Mike with Santa and at least one of her with Santa while April is supposed to love getting shut out, we find Angry Elly mutter that the novelty wears off because she has to be around crying children.
Summary: We've just witnessed the start of a pattern that's ugly and self-serving: Elly taking out her fatigue with parenting on the youngest child. It starts here and ends with a sweet suite and yelling "WE DID IT!!!" when the child is a mere sixteen.