This is for eating smashed sweet peas.
This is for all the naptimes after lunch.
This is for watching Barney when I first woke up.
This is for your first day of school.
This is for telling your parents what you see everyday.
This is for getting “A’s” on your calendar.
This is for playing with baby dolls.
This is for not sharing your toys.
This is for being scared of the dark.
This is life before 5 years old.

This is for the kids running around yelling cooties.
This is for playing school with my siblings.
This is for running around playing two-hand touch.
This is for making up my own words.
This is for coming home and having a snack waiting to be eaten.
This is for doing your homework when you come home.
This is for helping mother in the kitchen.
This is for writing love letters to your crush.
This is life before 10 years old.

This is for being out of school on holidays.
This is for shopping every weekend.
This is for not coming home after homecoming.
This is for partying every weekend.
This is for staying up late at night on the phone.
This is for being on Facebook until you go eat.
This is for sleeping at your friend’s house any day of the week.
This is life as a teenager.

This is for going to college.
This is for all the tattoos.
This is for your first or second child.
This is for getting your own house.
This is for all the college parties.
This is for all the washed away footsteps.
This is for marrying your first love.
This is for the new life ahead.