I am not sure what we were doing or anything like that...but Sweet Pea had stuff everywhere and I was trying to organize it (aka...get it out of the middle of the kitchen floor)
SP: Mom, this is my stuff
Me: This is my kitchen, get your stuff in your room
SP: Mom, you need to stay out of my business
Me: (dropping everything and kneeling on her level) Honey, I am your mother and I will be in your business for a long, long time
SP: Huffing...she stares at me to be sure...then picks up her pile of stuff and stomps off to her room.
Nothing more was said about it...that went well!