It's funny how the littlest things used to be the biggest deal to us and now we just don't care. I really wish we still cared. I wish that our biggest decision to make was whether to wear the Blues Clues bandaid or the Sesamee Street one. I wish we could still go to school with miss-matched clothes, yet still look like all the other kids that dressed themselves that morning. I wish that the biggest word in the dictionary was still "look." I wish that we still hung out in the ball pit at McDonalds, thinking we're the coolest kids on the planet. I wish the biggest mistake we made was watching TV during nap time, and the worse consequence we suffered was sitting in time-out. I really wish that you could invite your whole class to your birthday party, even the kid who ate glue, and nobody would think you were weird. I wish there was still a monster living in your closet. And when it thundered outside, you could always go sneak into Mommy's side of the bed. I wish coloring books and crayons could still entertain you for hours and The Cat In The Hat was the hardest book anyone ever gave you to read. I wish bandaids and kisses could still fix everything. I wish babies were still delivered by the stork and Santa Clause really did eat our cookies on Christmas Eve. Most of all I just wish that we were still innocent. I wish that stupid was still a bad word. I wish that boys still had cooties. I wish all you had to do to get friends was to share the slide at play time. I wish that no matter what, you knew that Mommy loved you and you always had your teddy bear at the end of the day.