Friday, March 15, 2013
If you know me in person or have been reading this blog for any amount of time, you know that I love and adore the Harry Potter series. I had the great fortune of starting the series way back when they were first being published and therefore also had the privilege of waiting, discussing and anticipating each new book that came out. I, along with Kathleen, was at every single midnight release of a new book starting with Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
All of that being said, I have made the children wait to start reading the series. Not because I didn't think the first few books were appropriate for young children but rather because I wanted them to be able to appreciate the nuances of the storyline and characters and also the amazing writing*. Plus, I think there is something to the anticipation of a thing. Anyway, the time has come and Grace and I have begun to read the series together. Every night we snuggle in and I read a chapter to her. She could easily read all of the books in a fraction of the time that it will take for us to read together, but there is something special about sharing it together.
Reading together is a gift. For her. For me. And reading Harry Potter has been exactly as wonderful as I thought it would be. I'm thrilled to be able to share something I love with someone who clearly will love it as I do (if the first two books are any indicator!).
Also, I can't believe I didn't know lego was retiring the Harry Potter sets- I completely missed out on all of it. Grace's devastation on learning that fact was complete and total.
*I never had a set timeframe in mind and Grace read Lord of the Rings last year, so clearly she would have been just fine. But she wasn't begging to read the book and I didn't push it.