oh the joys...

Elsie has been having a few difficult days. When she get's tired she gets naughty. Two nights ago we went in the garage to find blue crayon all over our cars. She insisted she didn't do it that her imaginary friend elsie did it. Well we made her clean it up, then go to bed. Yesterday she still insisted that she didn't do it and went off to school. I get a phone call from the school later, it is the principal saying Elsie is here in his office. In her class you get three warnings of bad behavior and on the fourth you get sent to the principle. She told him the reason she was bad is so she could go home. I talked her into staying, and thought I would find out what happened when she was done with school. I actually kind of laughed about it, until later. So I picked her up, and by the way she acted like nothing ever happened, she was her usual uppity self. So I asked her what happened. She began to tell me that her friend told her they should get in trouble so they can get sent to the office. So she said, "I didn't want her to feel bad so I did it to. She made me do it."(oh peer pressure starts early!)
It is really hard to reason with a five year old who is named Elsie, but I tried anyway. This when I started getting frustrated. I was still frustrated that she drew all over the car, and now she was screaming at me that she didn't go to the principals office her friend made her. Well the explaining I did for that reason and the fact that I told her she won't be able to go to her aunt Tal's house well she just full on went crazy. So after lunch I sent her to her room, obviously she needed a nap. She refused to take her nap and screamed and kicked when told to do so. She stayed in her room for quite awhile.
Addie came home, and told me that Elsie confessed to coloring on the neighbors side of the fence too. I had her clean that off and while doing so she told me she did color on the cars. I thanked her for being honest and told her she could play in the backyard but with no friends. Next thing I see is her out in the other neighbors yard jumping on the tramp with them. I called her in. She explained she knew I would get mad but did it anyway. So to make this long story even longer, haha, she threw two or three more screaming fits and was sent to bed. I thought she would just fall right to sleep but no, she was up until late pretending to read. Well at nine oclock or so we get a phone call from the Jones's explaining they found a blue crayon in Kylers pocket, and told us he said he did the crayon artwork, and Elsie wasn't there. I am not so sure she wasn't there, because she new where all the crayon marks were. Anyway it was a crazy day yesterday, and this morning Elsie told me the story of the boy who cried wolf, and I asked who told her the story and she said Dad.
All in all it was pretty funny, except for her screaming and kicking tantrums ( I hate those!)


btw: this picture was taken when we got the travel kennel for the dog and Elsie wanted to see if she fit in it.