The 8-year-old started reading the “Harry Potter” books a few months ago; she’s finishing the last installment in the 30-45 minutes of extra awake time we give her after bath time. Naturally, she wanted to dress like Hermione for Halloween this year. So, we let her. But what about the rest of us?
Her two younger siblings were not all that excited about dressing like characters from a book and movie they knew nothing about.
“There’s a cat in the book.”
“Yes! Hermione has a cat named Crookshanks. You could be her cat!”
And the youngest was convinced. Her mother created her costume.
Making her brother play Harry Potter would have been the logical move, but he wouldn’t have it.
“There’s a wizard in the book with a big, bushy beard.”
“Really? Like an old gray beard?”
“Yes! Are you enticed?”
“Wouldn’t it be fun to dress like an old wizard man?”
We parents volunteered to be Professor McGonagall and the famous Harry Potter. We had our crew.
We’ve told Maddie she can see the movies after she’s read the last book, and we’ll surely use our Netflix subscription when the time arises.
But while we were in the spirit of dressing young children as characters from pop culture they didn’t know, I decided to put Owen in some overalls and his Dumbledore beard. I gave him a shovel and told him to conceal one of his legs. And you know what? Instant Hershel, back from the (walking) dead.
Hope y’all’s Halloween was as happy as ours was!