I went to bed so late last night because of the happy chat with two of my friends on MSN. Although I didn't feel convinced yet while mom was mad at me at that moment----tomorrow is weekend, and it's certainly time to have a good lie-in.
It's greatly sunny at the weekend. The bright sunshine went through the thick curtain and woke me up. Meanwhile, Mom had stood in front and looked at me with such a cute facial expression. " Mummy~~~~" I wanted to hug her in coquetry, but was refused by pushing away, " Look at yourself! Go to have a washing and have breakfast. I'm hungry as well." Faint. I haven't had enough sleep now! Then I pretened to fall in asleep again and grumbled to her" Let me sleep for longer, I've bought the bread for breakfast and put it on the tea table..." After that, I covered my head with the quilt and entered the "dead asleep"...
But it's not easy to escape from preparing the weekend morning breakfast indeed. Mom returned to the bed and let me up to heat the bean juice. However, I was too sleepy to leave my warm quilt at that time. I just closed the eyes and never responsed to her. It eventually caused mom's 'anger and emotion'. She began to sing the edited " International Song" aloud to my ear, " Wake up, the slaves who do not want to get up early. Wake up , the one who still hides in the quilt. My hot anger has flamed to the boiled point, I want to strive for waking you up....." "Hahaha..." I couldn't help laughing out and began to beg her, " Mom, u r so strong, I beg u , let me sleep for a little longer please..." At the same time, my dearest dad spred his voice from the kitchen, " The hot bean juice is done!" Hahaha, I was saved again.
But and but, just after a few minites (at most 2 hours), mom came into my view indistinctly. This time, she changed the strategy and sang the children's song with soft and lovely voice to me," The bird stands in the tree early in the morning. she is looking through the window at someone. Who is still lying in bed so late..." Oh, God! Please forgive me, I know I was wrong. I won't chat so late next time, and I won't lie in bed till 11 any longer. Except that, kaka, except I want to know some other new methods of waking me up from mom... Puff
When I got up from the bed, I suddenly thought of the words from my Ha Bao---An adult is just a kid in a bigger body. kaka, I love you , mom, my big kid.
