*enter middle of conversation*
Still not speaking to you, Mom.
“But you are speaking to me, sweetie. You’re telling me you’re holding a grudge and that’s not healthy.”
I’m NOT speaking….I’m….singing! LA-LA-LA-LA, I CAN’T HEAR YOU, LA-LA-LA…
“Okay, fine. Do what you want. If I’m so horrible, I won’t bother you. Nope, I’ll just mosey along and leave you to dwell on something that happened weeks ago and as I recall, you seemed to get over rather quickly. Yep, just me and these Greenie treats leaving the room now.”
Wait! When you put it that way, I think I’m feeling much chipper now!