I heard a hysterical bit by Garrison Keillor last year on the absolute coolness of a 7th grader on his first day of school. But wow, 8th graders think they’re so much cooler. My boys, Sam and Tristan, illustrate vividly the maturity differences between 7th and 8th graders. The 7th grader Tris had to create the puking pumpkin. The 8th grader Sam made the logical choice because carving Jack the Pumpkin King into a pumpkin only makes sense. Tristan wanted full-blown vampire makeup. Sam went as a punk skater donning a little black on the lips and eyes. He also slapped on a pink and black bracelet. That was his costume which probably made him not even as marginal as a goth kid at the middle school.
Halloween satifies their hunter/gatherer instincts equally though. They both came home strutting, triumphant and enthusiastic. Their sacks of candy could have passed as their kill.