When Your Kids are Potter Maniacs

There's going to be a Potter Party in San Marcos for the last book.  And, of course, we're going.  The Husbandly One is facing the fact that we will most likely have to buy TWO copies of the last book, because he realized that the Impertinent Daughter and I are going to fight over the right to read the book FIRST.

Oh yeah.

My argument?  I finished the last one in less than three days.  Surely she can wait that long.

Her argument?  "No way!!  There is NO WAY I'm going to there AGAIN, listening to Mom snort, giggle, gasp, and CRY like she did with the last one, and then have to WAIT to read through it MYSELF to figure out what's going on!!  I get it FIRST!!!"

I said, "Hey, if you leave me alone the day we get it, completely and totally alone, no interruptions, no 'Mom, make me a sandwich, get me this or that,' I can probably knock it off in six hours, tops."  Yes, folks, Auntie is a speed reader of blinding proportions.  I don't just read books... I INHALE them!  (my best friend just fell over laughing, I guarantee you!).

She stubbornly stuck out her jaw and said, "Nuh-uh!  I get it first!"

I'm arguing with an 11 year old over who gets to read Harry Potter first.  *rolls eyes*

Anyhow, there's going to be a Potter Party, and the kids want to dress up.  The Impossible Son dressed up for "Half Blood Prince" and won the costume contest.  He was Harry Potter (of course!), wearing clothes that were just enough too big to be convincing, and shoes a half size too large.  He wore a pair of glasses his sister had won as a prize at school for making the highest grade on a test that had tape around the middle, and a Hogwarts robe I had made for her for her first Halloween trick or treating.  I put gel in his hair to make it stand up, and he got a lightning bolt scar painted on his forehead at the store (because Mom completely forgot), and he had a wand his Papa made for him.  What was funny was, the other two little Harry Potters he had competed with wore costumes they had bought from the "official Harry Potter website" as one mother huffily informed me, looking down her nose at my scruffy little Harry, but my son was the one who had won.  I didn't bother to tell that mother that her son was too neat and tidy to be a proper Harry.  *laughs*

This time, the Impertinent Daughter wants to dress up as well.  Usually, such as for Halloween, she choses to be Hermione, but this time, she wants to be Luna Lovegood.  So... we went to a craft store in San Marcos to buy supplies for making her radish earrings, and her Butter Beer cork necklace.  Yesterday, we spent the afternoon drawing thumbnails for the logos to go on her corks.  She decided that the Wizarding pubs must make their own Butter Beer, and therefore have their own labels and logos.  We've come up with some good ones, and have made up some names for what we thought would be Wizarding pubs.  I mean, we have the obvious three; the Leaky Cauldron, the Hog's Head, and the Three Broomsticks.  But, she said, "Maybe there's one just for werewolves," so we now have the Full Moon Inn.  There's also the Dragon's Eye, the Broken Wand, and my personal favorite both for the name and the logo, The Whomping Willow!

Mr. Manzie, of course, is going to be Harry Potter again.  Next week, I'll probably have to hit the thrft shops to find something I can convert into school robes, though personally, I don't think Luna needs robes.  I told her she can just wear something  hippie-esh, and go barefoot.  She, of course, is trying to convince me to dress up as Professor Trelawney.

I don't think so.

Maybe Molly Weasley.  Or... Tonks!  Yeah!  I'll dress up as TONKS!!  I LOOK GREAT IN PURPLE HAIR!!!

*laughs*

Then again, I might just go as their mom.  That's scary enough!