I am a grown up now!

Why does he think I am still a kitten? He treats me like that all the time. This morning I was comfortably sitting on my black tent, the one I played with so much when I was little, and he came and drop a toy yellow mouse, which, to be frank, looks more like a bee than a mouse - aaaaarrgggghhh!!!!!!!!! - and waited for me to play with it. Could you imagine that? So, I just stay there doing nothing, giving him one of those looks, you know the ones I mean. And when he wasn't looking, me stretched myself out and touched it with the tip of my paws...