"Why in the hell did you grow up?!"
I traded in fleeting youth against permanent inmaturity, it seemed like a good deal at the time.
I really can't argue with that, being a 53 y.o. child myself.
Odd thing is, I remember when my late father was in his '50s, in recollection he seemed so adult - what the hell's wrong with me?!
Well,if helps any, you were a cutie