You may have noticed the lapse in my writing this summer. In addition to hosting some very welcomed visitors, I have been too preoccupied with my Potter obsession to write about Miss Moo and Mr. Mo. You see, Mr. Potter and I have a very important date tomorrow night (July 21, 2007 Midnight). In preparation for the 7th and final book in the Harry Potter series, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, I have meticulously re-read books 1-6, have carefully perused several "speculation" books, and have dutifully listened to all of the recent MuggleCast podcasts. I'm ready to have all the answers that book 7 promises to deliver.
My Potter interest will always be linked with the 7th month of my pregnancy with Miss Moo. At that time my back was killing me and I had some trouble sleeping. Some friends suggested that I read the Harry Potter books while I was resting. (Interestingly, I watched the first Harry Potter movie while I was timing my contractions with Garrett, so the thought of engaging the written Potter while waiting for Mary appealed to me.) Book 6 had just been released so I set out to read the lot and see what the big deal was about the famous Harry Potter.
Before too long I was wanting to "scourgify" the house instead of clean it. I wanted to incant "accio milk!" when Garrett woke in the night. Summoning charms would make life so much easier. I imagined little house elves emptying the diaper bin and picking up the toys. Oh, if only I had a wand and a house elf! I also spent wakeful moments considering the interesting perspectives of adolescents, such as Harry and his friends, and older and sometimes wiser seasoned individuals, such as Dumbledore and his colleagues. J.K. Rowling has a gift for relating the thought processes, motives, and emotional triggers of people of all ages. In short, there is a little something for everyone in the Harry Potter novels.
Book 7 is the only book in the series that I have had to wait for. But I am glad that I can say that I waited for it-- that I was part of an fan base that counted down the days for a much anticipated work of fiction. I often think of how thrilling it was for my grandmother to eagerly purchase the next L.M. Montgomery novel and discover what could be learned about the latest adventures and life experiences of her favorite literary character Anne of Green Gables. My grandma turned me on to the idea of reading when I was in grade school and lent me her personal copies of the precious early editions of her "Anne books." My own copies of Harry Potter won't be as special, but the thrill of watching Garrett and Mary open the Sorcerer's Stone for the first time will be great.
Tomorrow morning I will go to Border's bookstore where I have reserved my copy of Deathly Hallows. I will get my wristband and reserve my place in line for the midnight release of the book. I will head out to Border's at 10:00 pm and take a peek at the other muggles who are chomping at the bit for their book. At 11:00 pm I will attend the Border's Release Party where I will have to take in the experience as a deaf person because I intend to wear earplugs and avoid any gossip of spoilers or plot leaks. After obtaining my copy I will go home, put on my pjs, fire up the coffee pot, and finally learn if and how Harry Potter will triumph over the evil Lord Voldemort!
I will not write, call, read the news, check my e-mail, or anything of that sort until I'm done reading. I will, however, take time out to celebrate my sixth wedding anniversary. Chris and I are quickly learning sign language so that I can take my earplugs with me on our date-- 'cause you just know that the other people at the restaurant will be talking Potter and they'll reveal the end of the book or some tasty detail that I have been waiting to savor myself!
Happy reading to all you fellow fans. If you're not a Potter fan, this weekend would be a great time to run errands or take a trip; you may be the only person on the road. See you after "The End."
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
"Tay too, mommy" and Other New Sounds
I need to play a little catch up on Mary and Garrett's developments!
Lately Mary is saying "Tay too" (thank you) for everything. If I hand her a goldfish, she says "tay too, Mommy." Sometimes she says, "Oh, tay too."
She is no longer saying "ghee". She says something more like "he go" for "here ya go."
She is frequently asking where people are. She asks for her daddy all day ("where daddy go?"). When her daddy gets home she gets really excited and screams Daddy! and runs to him. Then she kind of forgets that she had been wondering about him all day. If I try to escape to another area of the house, she finds me. Or I can hear her all around the house saying, "Where mommy go?" When she wakes up in the morning she asks, "Where g-mamma go? Where g-daddy?" She had a visit from her grandmother and granddaddy Fraley and she is wondering where they went.
If I scold her and say, "Mary, no! Don't touch that." She responds by saying, "No! Stop!" She loves to tell me to STOP!
She has started saying "happy" and "scary."
She loves the Teletubbies, whom she affectionately calls "Bubbies."
She calls outside "side" and she wants to go "side" all the time. She likes to wear her snow boots and tromp around.
Perhaps the most idiosyncratic of all of Mary's expressions right now is "Bye-bye! See you!" She does it all the time. She says it to people at the grocery store, to waiters, to her shows (Bye-bye show! See you!") to anything that she leaves behind. When she's ready for bed she says, "Bauble of nilk! Night night. Bye bye see you."
Mary will pick up any telephone, which she calls a "hello", or anything that remotely resembles a telephone and start talking into it. She talks and talks and talks and talks! Then she signs off, bye-bye see you!
Lately Mary is saying "Tay too" (thank you) for everything. If I hand her a goldfish, she says "tay too, Mommy." Sometimes she says, "Oh, tay too."
She is no longer saying "ghee". She says something more like "he go" for "here ya go."
She is frequently asking where people are. She asks for her daddy all day ("where daddy go?"). When her daddy gets home she gets really excited and screams Daddy! and runs to him. Then she kind of forgets that she had been wondering about him all day. If I try to escape to another area of the house, she finds me. Or I can hear her all around the house saying, "Where mommy go?" When she wakes up in the morning she asks, "Where g-mamma go? Where g-daddy?" She had a visit from her grandmother and granddaddy Fraley and she is wondering where they went.
If I scold her and say, "Mary, no! Don't touch that." She responds by saying, "No! Stop!" She loves to tell me to STOP!
She has started saying "happy" and "scary."
She loves the Teletubbies, whom she affectionately calls "Bubbies."
She calls outside "side" and she wants to go "side" all the time. She likes to wear her snow boots and tromp around.
Perhaps the most idiosyncratic of all of Mary's expressions right now is "Bye-bye! See you!" She does it all the time. She says it to people at the grocery store, to waiters, to her shows (Bye-bye show! See you!") to anything that she leaves behind. When she's ready for bed she says, "Bauble of nilk! Night night. Bye bye see you."
Mary will pick up any telephone, which she calls a "hello", or anything that remotely resembles a telephone and start talking into it. She talks and talks and talks and talks! Then she signs off, bye-bye see you!
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