Russ has Star Wars with the boys and I have Harry Potter. It's our thing. Alex has read all of the books and Carter has watched all of the movies. Side note: Carter says, "It's silly to read all those huge books when you can just watch the movie in two hours." I see Cliff Notes in his future! Anyone surprised?
My Harry Potter infatuation began when I was about 15 months pregnant with Alex. I could not get comfortable enough to sleep, so I would stay up all night watching Discovery Health and freak out about the health of my first born son (you'll have to have Russ tell the story of the morning he woke up to find me in hysterics because I KNEW our baby was going to suffer from dwarfism!). In an attempt to lure me away from the TV and save Russ' sanity, a friend gave me the first Harry Potter book. I laughed at the time, but picked it up around 4:00 a.m. when my only other choices were "Mystery Diagnosis" (I was quite certain I would have the ailment) or Lifetime's "Mother May I Sleep With Danger" (it starred Tori Spelling, enough said).
The rest is history. I absolutely could not put the book down. I read it in one day and rushed to Barnes and Noble to buy the second. I had not read anything so positively genius and addictive since Francine Pascal's Sweet Valley High Series (come on, you know you loved those crazy twins!). After Alex was born, I would read aloud to him during our midnight feedings. It was only natural that he have it in his blood!
My little Harry Potter. Halloween 2006.
Could he be any cuter?
The movie event of the summer!
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