The stages of life according to my 10-year-old niece

Kayla:  Just so you know, I'm not a kid anymore.

Me:  Really?  Then what are you?

Kayla:  I'm a pre-teen.

Me:  Cool.  So then in three years you'll be a teen.

Kayla:  Yes.  And then four years after that I'll be a pre-adult.

Me:  Wow.  Pre-adult.  And then when do you become an adult?

Kayla:  Eighteen.  Or twenty-one.  Depends how mature I am.

Grandmother, piping in:  What comes after adult?  Or is that it?

Kayla:  After adult, there's pre-senior.  Then senior, like you.

Grandmother:  Then what's after senior?  Dead?

Kayla:  No.  There's senior, then there's pre-dead.  And then there's dead.

Me:  And then that's it.

Kayla, annoyed:  No.  There's pre-dead, then there's dead, and then there's BURIED.