Why, you ask? Well, pull up a chair, friend, and allow me to enlighten you!!
On your fifth birthday, you'll probably be in a really awesome preschool where you got to be the teacher's aid on your birthday. Your dad took the day off work just to be with you and the family, and he helped keep your baby sister occupied so you could do all the fun stuff you wanted to do, without interruption. The fun stuff you wanted to do included dressing for the day in a beautiful pink-and-red sparkly outfit designed by you, helping your teachers set up the classroom, building huge castles with cardboard blocks, making paint with flour and salt and water, serving Cheddar Bunnies and clementines to your friends for snack, and making "Bad Guy Soup" on the playground with your best girlfriends. Your teachers and classmates would participate in a special ceremony for you, in which you held an Earth ball and walked around a table with a lit candle (the "sun") one time for each year of your life. Each time you walked around, your parents told the group all about the things you were doing when you were that age. For example, when you were one, you'd been walking for a month, and you said about ten words. When you were two you loved to play in water, bounce, talk, paint, and wear bandaids. At three you begged, pleaded, bugged and harangued until Mom finally got the message that you wanted to go to school, and a few months later you started at PCP. At four you became a big sister. At five, you're practically ready to take over the universe.
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