actually, i think each age had some real plusses and minuses. At the time, I recall hating being five. I wasn't old enough to do anything. At 18 I could vote, buy guns, cigars, and all manner of destructive behaviors. Now at 23 I can rent a car. Life is good....
sometimes i still just relax and watch cartoons...i don't think i'll ever grow out of that. it's even better when you've got someone to cuddle with!
and i'm turning 25 next month...kinda freaky for me.