Trying to make me cry

"The seniors are graduating today. Just think, in one year and six days, it'll be me that's graduating and then your baby will be heading off to college."

"Are you trying to make me cry?"

"Yes."

"Bitch."

"Haha, I love you momma."

After this short exchange, I'm left wondering if she read my last post about not feeling anything or if she's noticed that I'm void of all emotion. Knowing her, it's probably the latter.