7 Feb 2009
We were at my aunt's place doing our round of CNY visits (cum the usual mj session). Peanut was hungry and asked for food. So my aunt brought him to the kitchen to see what food he would like. Apparently he asked for bread with cheese spread. I wasn't there to hear the conversation, but here is the version narrated to me:
Yipo (grandaunt to Peanut) opened her fridge (knowing that she had no cheese) and handed him the butter, hoping to pass it off as cheese.
P: Yipo, no, this is not cheese. It's butter.
Yipo: Oh. Right, it's butter; yipo said wrongly.
(Editor's comment: I thought that was quite a clever trick to cover up for a lie. Of course, in the first place, no parenting book/guide worth its salt will approve a lie to begin with. But in reality, as real parents, we do find ourselves in situations where a white lie (or maybe a half-truth) is sometimes necessary. And if caught red-handed unsuspectingly by an all-knowing kid, maybe useful to remember this trick.)
Ah, but P wasn't about to let her get away so easily.
P: You stupid, I not stupid
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