Emotional Day

If you've ever been a teenage girl you've learned the art of writing notes. It was pretty much the main form of communication in jr. high and even into high school. That was way before texting and cell phones at school. Do kids even write/pass notes anymore, or is it all digital? At any rate, Andi seems to be jumping in to teenage girl world a little early. I got my first note from her today. She is constantly coloring pictures, or making cards and things, but this was the first legit- no pictures- note.  Written of course to inform me of her feelings. "Mom, I am going to stay in my room for ever."  As you can guess, I unknowingly offended her spirit and she wanted to make sure I knew. When I ignored the note and didn't come back to her room to ask about it, she came out to make sure I had seen it. I said I had, and asked why she was going to stay there forever. Instead of answering the question like a sane person, she ran back to her room and wrote me another note to explain. "You know why. You didn't let me help with the groceries."  Since she had already run back to her room and shut the door again, I had to call her back out to the kitchen to remind her that I said she could help, but she needed to wait till I finished wiping down the shelves of the fridge first. At which point I told her that if she wanted to stay in her room she could, but that she could come out and eat lunch if she wanted. Que water works and running down the hall to slam the door. WHAT?! So this time I followed her and asked what she was crying about. "You said you don't care if I stay here all day!" To which I could only respond, "You're right, I don't care if you stay here all day because you are acting crazy!  If you would like to stop crying you come out any time you want."  I get the whole willfully misinterpreting someone's words bit, if you are doing it to be funny. But she was not being funny. Let's take a second to remember that Andi is only 5. I'm not looking forward to teenage years with her.