It is Friday night, about 9pm, and we are having a family night at home. Aidan is playing with his latest yo-yo demonstrating it’s unique properties (and here I thought a yo-yo was a yo-yo). Lydia is watching TV and goofing on Aidan. I’m sitting on the coach when Elisa comes walking up with her small plastic water cup in hand. She is giggling a bit. She then spits out some water on the floor and pours some more from the cup onto the floor. She’s not being naughty or testing limits as she is want to do other times, in this case she thinks this is just fun play. Nevertheless, I give her a stern face and tell her “Elisa bu hao”. Elisa turns and walks out of the living and into the den, which is empty and dark. A beat passes. Then “waaaahhhhh, waaaaahhhh” and she is crying.

Elisa at the scene of the crime.