Ok so she brougt me a plate of bear shaped cookies. Love language, acts of selfless service. I know from the past this is a form of apology for her. Debating whether I should accept it and let it go. I am still a little hurt.
I'd do neither. I'd wink at her, grin, and say "Cookies are always great; apology accepted. Now what do you want to do today?"
Be strong, confident, lighthearted, but with an air of "yeah, who-you-kiddin', we both know you were wrong here."
