Mum is a big kid. Many people say we are twins-she is big sister, and I am the little girl. Mum is always proud when people say so. To be frank, mum deserves the flatteries. Mum has delicate figure, not quite tall but nice. Mum likes Teresa Teng and Anita Mui’s songs, especially “Woman Flower” of Anita Mui, is mum’s favorite. Every time when she sings this song, she will win universal applause. Mum is also a fashion follower, she bought herself the first Chloe bag when she was 35 years old. She said a good bag can awarded marks to a woman and make her groovier.

Now, mum has already 45 years old. Wrinkle and white hairs began to appear, mum seems a little toilworn. She seldom chose those colorful clothes and high-heeled shoes and Chloe bags any more. She said those things don’t belong to her either are not proper to her age. A nice Gucci bag will look more appropriate on my shoulder but not hers. Mum begins to join dancing party after dinner. Sometimes, she will sing that”Woman Flower” in front of those middle even old dancers, she is quite popular among them.

Mum cares about my relationship very much. I remembered when I took my ex-boyfriend home, mum talked with him a whole afternoon. When sleeping at night, mum told me she had known all about him: his age, his parents, his work, his aunty and uncles, grandfather and grandma, even how many kids his uncle has, how many car his whole family own and the house numbers of his family. When she proudly told me, I lost my word: mum, you are a super mum!

Mum likes Nicholas-my present boy very much, she said though his family doesn’t have much money, but he is an aspirant boy, sedate and dependable and scrupulous.

Sometimes dad would telephone me to complain:”Your mum forces me to buy her a bunch of rose flower and a box of chocolate, she threatens me if don’t buy for her, she will run away from home.” And this time, mum would scramble the phone and said with a pitiful voice:”Darling, Valentine’s Day is forthcoming, tell that guy what he need to do. You must be for with your mum.” And then my dad’s helpless voice:”I am shy, you see, young boys buy those things, at our age…”

That is my mum, a big kid. Though dad always complains her, but I know they are happy.

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