That title doesn’t even apply but it made me laugh and so I’m keeping it there. It’s almost midnight on Halloween and my brain is a little overloaded from the combination of Reese’s peanut butter cups and general merriment.
But before I crawl into bed, let me show you the difference between having a Kindergartner and a teenager.
Kindergartner: Wants to dress as Wonder Woman. You spend all week looking for something to serve as a lasso and spray painting a pair of old black boots red in the hopes that they will suffice.
Eighth Grader: Wants to dress in a prison uniform. You order it from HalloweenCostumes.com and spend five minutes giving your precious baby a neck tattoo.
It’s really almost exactly the same experience.