You put on the new clothes your parents brought.
"Thanks daddy and mommy," you say, amazed that you'd actually use thos terms, and how childish you sound.
"Ahhhh,you're so welcome honey," your mother says," and we're just so glad we could help."
Sitting down on the carpet with the others, pick a cookie from a tray being passed around, and everyone is handed a cup of milk as well.
As the sweet cookie tingles your tastebuds, you find yourself feeling more and more comfortable in your new state.
The story is great, and you get so rapt up in it that you almost miss the first part of the changes.
However, as the story comes to an end and you get up to go to your mother, you trip over your jeans and realize you've gotten even younger.Then, you notice a tooth or two slip from your gums and fall to the floor.
"Oh sweetie, aren't you just precious,"mom says, as she comes over and dries your tears,"and how old are we now?"