In our house, silence is not golden. Oh no, it’s definitely not.
Silence usually means something like this is going on:
Huh? I’m not doing anything. La la la. Nothing to see here, lady.
Aw come on, Mama. I’m so cute. And having ever so much fun.
Fine, kid. You win this one. But I refuse to waste an entire roll of toilet paper. So this is how I rectified the situation.
Touche, Mama. Touche.