As I left my house yesterday, my wife gave me some sweet rolls to take down the block to me Mom's. On arrival Mom took one to have with her coffee. "Like them?" I asked.
"Oh, yes."
"Cool. I baked them," I joked. And do you what me Mom did then?
She rolled her eyes at me! Just like a teenager would.
I was actually if humorously taken aback. "Don't you roll your eyes at me young lady!" I admonished her playfully as a grin spread across my face.
"Like you never rolled yours at me when you was a young 'un," she replied dismissively.
Wow, Mom. Touche. Mic. Dropped.
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