I am a grown up.

Mum made me drink some Martell VSOP last night. Though it's just a sip, it made me feel grown up and tipsy.

Within 20 mins, I am fast asleep. Mummy is happy to see me sleep so that she can do all her work.

I have been punished, grounded for the past 2 weeks. Almost everyday, mummy came home from work, she will discover the things I have done and is angry with it.

I have slapped Aunty Lena. Telling lies, watching tv without permission. All these already made mum so angry that she cried when she caned me.


But last night was a reward to me for the drink. It really made me different. But who cares? I know the taste of it and love it. If only mummy will let me try more.

But I know it is not possible. It only happen once in a blue moon.