Both my children are voracious readers, my son, more so. Many years ago my daughter went through the Harry Potter phase, and our home echoed with Potter stories and spells.
My son is now going through the same phase. His Muggle world is filled with the many exciting possibilities of magic and spells.
He has fashioned a magic wand made out of paper, for himself. The gleam of joy in his eyes is priceless.
His sister threatens to tell him the plot much before he has read them, in the way only siblings can irritate each other.
So, a few days ago, my husband and I had to be away for the whole day. The kids were happy at their grampa’s.
Just so that the two did not end up troubling their grandparents too much, I asked my daughter to take care of her brother and generally ensure that they did not fight over anything and nothing.
My daughter smiled.
My son said, “No mom, you don’t know what she’s like when you make her the boss.”
My husband and I were in splits, as my son whipped out his paper wand and said, “I need a spell for protection – PROTEGO.