Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Harry Potter Forever
I was able to drag my husband along with me in this journey, although he was initially resistant to the idea of reading children's books. It took him a couple of tries at the first book before the bug bit him as well. I begged and begged him to read them, and then once he finally agreed I didn't see him again for a month until he had surfaced from Book 5 which had recently been published. It was very validating. I love having a co-fan in the house.
When my sweet son Stomper was born I knew that one day I would read those books to him. I have such fond memories of my mom reading books to me, in particular a Roald Dahl book by the name of Danny the Champion of the World. I always knew I'd read to my kids and looked forward to the day my eldest would be ready to take on Harry Potter. I think we started book one towards the end of 1st grade, maybe during the summer between first and second. It was every bit as fun as I thought it would be. We listened to much of book 2 in the car on the way to and from St. George. And then Troy started doing the reading at about book 3. It has become a wonderful habit of theirs. Bitty sometimes sticks around too - she definitely has the gist of the stories if not every detail. We have decided not to let the kids watch any of the movies until the coresponding book has been read. That's become a fun tradition as well - sometimes even the same day a book is finished we'll pop in the DVD (and pop some popcorn while we're at it) and watch the show, comparing and constrasting it to the book. (Book always wins, in case you were wondering.) There is so much Harry Potter at our house that he's pretty much become an omnipresence - Troy tells me that due to the fact that he gets at least 30 minutes of HP time several days a week he has a hard time not thinking about life in HP terms these days. I am a little jealous that Troy does the reading, but seeing how much he loves doing it is worth it, not to mention the fact that each night as he reads I get a few minutes to get the last of the day's dishes done or something like that. Not gonna complain.
And guess what. They're about half way through Book 7. I can hardly believe they've come so far. I'm going to be so sad when they're done, even though I know there are fantastic adventures to head to next; I'm thinking The Hobbit. Peter and the Starcatchers is another saga I think he'll just love. But still, it's bitter sweet every time you reach the end of the series. Luckily I forsee a re-reading of the books when Bitty gets a little older. And Bundle too. I hope they'll let me.