I'm a Toys 'R' Us kid.

Do you remember that commercial? Do you remember the line which preceded it in the jingle? "I don't wanna grow up."

I found out a few days ago that my high school class will hold its 20-year reunion this autumn. I don't want to be that old. I can't be that old. When I was in high school, I thought that was old.

I found out last night that one of my aunts died. She can't be that old; she's about the same age as my mom, and she's not old. Is she? Am I really the child of a senior citizen?

I thought of the picture in my mom's family room of my dad's side of the family, from my grandmother down to me. That's the age everyone is imprinted in my mind. My parents, aunts, and uncles always will be in their forties. My brothers and cousins always will be in their teens. (And we all will be thinner than we are now.)

All except for me. I want to go back a few years more, to when I was four. My family went to Walt Disney World. I think that's my favorite year.