One of my eighth graders was "redshirted" by his parents when he started school, and he lamented the fact that he was old enough to be in high school now, but was stuck in middle school, where it was "boring." I tried to get him to look at the bright side...
ME: But just think of all the things you'll be able to do all year as
an 18-year-old senior that most other kids can't do: Vote, buy lottery
KID: Ride the flying pig!
ME: Wait, what--there's a flying pig somewhere?
ME: And you have to be 18 to ride it?