The children have given up listening for Lent.
When they start the “Mom? MOM? MOM! MOM! MOOOOOOM” chant because they’re fighting/whining/want something?
I don’t answer them.
I simply look at the children, dead-pan, and make one of the random “Goats Yelling Like Humans” sounds from my mental catalog of YouTube videos. If you haven’t been blessed with seeing the magic of yelling goats yet, you are in for a treat:
Big Kid: MOM! MOM! MAKE HER STOP HITTING ME WITH A STUFFED MEERKAT!
Little Kid: SHE HIT ME FIRST…WITH A HEDGEHOG!
Me: *stares, blinks, channels goat* MAHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Me: *stares, blinks* , channels goat again* MAHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Children: *leave, silent*