Synopsis: We watch April act like the toddler she is and gleefully toss things out of a drawer stupidly left open because, hey, she doesn't know better. When Liz asks her why she doesn't do that to her own drawers, April is suddenly a wicked older child who knows what's in them.
Summary: This is sort of porn for mothers who desperately want toddlers to actually know better because letting go of the anger is said to mean that they aren't allowed to feel anything.