The life of a three year old

Three year olds are awesome... Evelyn started to throw a tantrum that I told her to go get clothes to put on for the day... She decided that she was sad enough to put herself back in bed.  She came back to me just a couple minutes later crying that there was poop.  I asked if her diaper was poopy and she said, "No!  There's poop in my room!"  Ahhh!  I ran to see and she directed me to her bed, where apparently she had eaten and gotten really messy with some M&Ms.  I told her it wasn't poop... she still doesn't believe me days later.  I changed her sheets for her, then she continued to get in bed and cry about having to get dressed.  Melodramatic anyone?  She did eventually get dressed and was happy the rest of the day... just decided not to be that morning.