This sounds like *no one* I already know.
So, it been a rough week where we haven't really been getting along and playing well with others. So Brian and I would talk with her and fuss at her and after way too much crying and screaming and yelling, she'd promise to be good the next day. And then we'd pick her up at daycare, and learn that she'd been in timeout again for not listening to her teachers. It was getting really frustrating, and given the normal behavior of a 3-year old, I'm not sure things will be fixed any time soon.
Now that you have our week set firmly in your head, I'll back up a bit. Right after Helen was born, I signed her up for a children's group that sends a new book to her each month. One of Helen's favorite books she's received is Llama Llama Red Pajama. It's the story of a little llama who goes to bed and whines for his mama, who's downstairs doing dishes. The llama's patience wears thin waiting on her, and he ends up screaming the house down to get her attention. Mama Llama gets upstairs to remind him that "Mama Llama's always near, even if she's not right here," and she gives her baby llama kisses and says goodnight. All ends well.