I hate this sentence. I hate it more than I can say. First off, the kid might just be really tall. Secondly, who died and made you president of Halloween with all your age restrictions?
I just wish I had known when I was a kid to not have so much fun deciding on a costume and collecting free candy because at some arbitrary point, I would be too old to do this and I would miss it…a lot.
Nowadays I get to dress up as a slutty bee, cat, rabbit or any other normally platonic creature and drink my sorrows away to the week’s top forty tunes.