If you’ve been reading for a while, you know that I’m a big Harry Potter nerd. I love all things HP. I’ve read the whole series of books at least five times. I just love them. I think JK Rowling is a freaking genius.
I’ve been waiting and waiting for Gabe to be ready to read them with me.
At first, he didn’t want to read them. He’s been able to read them for a couple of years now but had no interest. Part of me thought that he didn’t want to read them because I wanted him to.
So I changed tactics. My rule has always been that you can’t watch a movie from a book unless you’ve read the book first. I’m sorry, but you just can’t replace that first experience that your imagination gives you. There’s no watching Harry Potter (or any other) until you read the book!
A few months ago, I caved and I asked him if he wanted to watch the first Harry Potter movie with me. His eyes about popped out of his head.
“I thought I had to read the book first?!”
Little did he know, it was all part of my master plan. I was going to get him hooked.
And I did.
He watched the movie and loved it. I suggested he read the book because they leave a lot of stuff out in the movie. I said I’d read right along with him. He read it. And he loved it. Couldn’t put it down. He kept coming up to me and saying “MOM! I can’t believe they left this part out! It’s so cool!!”
That was a little over a month ago and we are now on book 4. He’s reading like a mad man. He reads at the bus stop, on the bus, at indoor recess, outside on the trampoline, before he goes to bed, any chance he gets.
He’s always liked to read, but this is the first time that we are reading a series together. Not just A series, but my favorite series of all time. The best part is that we’re reading it together. All day long we’re having conversations about the book and where we’re at and who’s on what page and who’s “winning”. He loves being ahead of me and making me catch up. After we read the book, then we watch the movie together. It’s so fun.
I’m constantly looking for ways to bond with the boys because I feel like it’s harder for me than it is for Matt. They have that instant and automatic father/son bonding thing going on. I’m the first one to say, yes, I’ll play basketball with you. Yes, I’ll practice batting with you. Yes, I’ll play catch. Yes, I’ll play street hockey. Whatever it takes to bond with them.
But this? Reading Harry Potter together? It’s MY thing. He loves it. It’s been magical.
He’s already talking about how we can read The Hunger Games next. That puts a giant smile on my face.