Turning 7 years old was the best birthday ever! It was the first time I got to have a real party so I had everyone over to my house and we hired this magician. I had seen his act before so I knew all the tricks. Since it was my birthday, I was like the "volunteer" for the act he was doing. I was a little smartass and made it difficult for him, getting ahead of him on some things and making him look stupid. The kids all thought I was really cool and funny. I kinda feel bad for the guy then, but it really set up my reputation for the rest of elementary school! Life was carefree and I could be as ridiculous as I wanted. That was a good birthday.