Who does she think she is?

I took the kids to see "aunta Tizzy" today and on the ride there, I turn around to check on them and I catch Sammie like this. Reading the paper. What is she, 20? Not only that, but now she has to take her red velvet purse with her celly and shoot it card wherever we go. She actually insisted that I use her card to pay for the groceries today.