This week has been pretty hectic and emotional, lots of work and other things. But I found stories from a few months back about my Heartland kids that will just make you smile!
I have nicknames for each of my kids. One is my little Harry Potter boy: big magnifying glasses, big blue eyes, and as teeny as can be. He also loves Harry Potter just like I do. He asks me the most intriguing questions and we talk about the most interesting things. So this blog entry is going to be about the stories and tid bits he's said to me so far.
(Harry Potter boy = green, Lexi = orange)
There was one particular recess that he wanted to actually play and talk about Harry Potter and he got so excited as he talked about Harry, "Wong", and Hermione and their adventures, how "efic" the deathly hallows were, and he asked me if "Professor Mrs. Goggle" died after the 19 years. He sure knows his Harry Potter!
One day as we are outside at recess, my little Harry Potter boy comes and sits next to me on the bench. He begins to rock back and forth and then stops, looks up at me and says,
"Lexi, why can't I fall in love again?"
Smiling to myself I look over and say,
"Well, what did your dad say about falling in love?"
"He said that I can have crushes and such, but I can't have a girlfriend or fall in love until I'm 16."
"Well there ya go. You can fall in love with your girlfriend when you're 16."
He pauses, sits and rocks for another few minutes and then looks up again and says,
"Lexi, are you married?"
"No, am I supposed to be?"
"OF COURSE YOU ARE! Uh let me tell ya. So first you have to find a boyfriend. BUT you can't marry your first boyfriend. Trust me, you'll be miserable. You'll fight and not be happy. But you have to have a boyfriend before you get married. Let me give you an example. Let's say that you are 16 and I am 16 and we are in love. And we want to go see a movie. Now, you want to see the new Harry Potter movie, and I want to see the new Harry Potter movie. But then you change your mind and want to go see this adult NASTY PG-13 movie with swearing and stuff and I say, 'No Lexi, we can't go see that. It's a bad movie,' and you still wanna see it. So then what happens? We fight and yell and our parents have to come pick us up from the movie and we break up."
I just sat there in awe while he continued rocking.
My little Harry Potter is kinda girl crazy. He's always scoping out the cute ones and asking me how he can win their hearts. He finally found a girl one day and decided he was going to be friends with her and possibly win her heart. So he would play with her at recess, draw her pictures and smile at her in the lunch room. One day we were talking about what we would do if we were wizards and he says this,
"I would make a love potion that looked like water so she would drink it and fall in love with me. But I wouldn't REALLY do that Lexi. It's not very appropriate to make her think about me all day and stuff."
A few weeks went on and he asked me what else he could do to woo her. I told him he could write her a poem, and of course, he replies with,
"What the heck is a poem?"
So I sat him down and explained to him what a poem was and how he could rhyme words together to let her know how he was feeling. And this is what he came up with:
"Violets are black, Green is grass.
I like you because you're cool.
And you sparkle like a jewel.
Just make sure you don't drool.
I'm glad I met you at school.
I hope we don't have a duel."
Another day he decided that he could write songs. After he sang me his song about being brave and taking chances, I told him that girls love that kind of stuff. And then he shouts,
"That's it! I don't have to show her how strong or fast I am, I'll just sing her my song and give her my poem and then she'll realize how rare I am and she'll love me!"
The most recent story is from a couple of weeks ago and it is one of the funniest stories I have. Once again, at recess, little Mr. Harry Potter sits next to me and says,
"Lexi, have you ever died before?"
Well, I had never been asked this question before so it took me a minute, but I said back to him,
"Uh..... I don't think so... maybe I did in my sleep and then came back to life...?"
"Wow. That's weird."
SO we sit for another 8 minutes or so and he looks back up at me and says,
"Lexi, you know I was talking about your HAIR, right?"
I smiled and realized that instead of asking if I'd ever dyed my hair before, he just asked if I had ever died. Like I said, INTRIGUING questions.
Some other intriguing questions from him have been, "What would you do if you were a boy?" and "What's the difference between a date and a HOT date?"
Sometimes that boy stumps me.
Here's a picture of us on Halloween. The Hippie and the Swamp Zombie. Last year he dressed up as Harry Potter. : )
Well, those are some of my funny stories from my little Harry Potter. More soon to come!