So I have finally turned my oldest son on to the Harry Potter series! This was a personal goal because, you know, it’s Harry Potter.
I have been trying to get him to read this series for about two years but the kid has ADHD, so anytime something shiny caught his eye that was the end of the boy who lived and the wizard who shall not be named.
However, the blessed day happened when I showed him the first two movies… bad parenting move I know. But I had to get him interested somehow and asking him to read and reading it to him was not working but watching the movies did. So because of the movies, he finished reading Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone and more recently finished, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
Now he wants to fucking be Harry Potter. He wants his hair like Harry. He wants to be addressed as Harry. He legally wants to change his name to Harry Fucking Potter… I think ‘fucking’ is optional.
Then the other day I hear screaming and crying and I run at a full sprint into the family room to find that my son ‘poked’ himself with his own fingernail. (I have attached the picture below.) Coincidence? I’ll let you decide.
Until next time,
These dementors are sucking the life out of me