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Toward the end of last year Sophie and I began a journey into the wonderful world of Harry Potter. I was surprised that she would want to read any of the books in the series as she has always shown an aversion to scary subject matter. However, she quickly fell in love with Harry, Hermione and Ron. Ron is her favorite.

I had never read any of the books, either. When the craze began Sophie was not even born; and by the time the movies started getting made, she was too young to go see them. I am not a big fantasy reader, so my desire was nil and since the first two movies were directed by a director I find rather, er, bland, I never had a desire to see them, either.

When Sophie tore through the first book, I decided we should read them together and then see each movie after the two of us had finished a book. We both completed the first book before Christmas and watched the movie after we returned from Ohio. Soph then sped through the second book and has been waiting patiently while I made my way through book 2. I finally finished this week and we're going to watch the second film, Chamber of Secrets, tomorrow night. Meanwhile, she's just about done with the 3rd book.

I have to say, I love these books. LOVE THEM. The writing flows so wonderfully and each character is so rich, I can't put them down when I'm reading. Yesterday one of my co-workers gave us every single book (but the first) in hard cover. I am so excited because now we will have sturdy copies of the books that will be ready for Jacob when/if (I hope when) he decides to read them.

I never would have thought that I would get caught up in the Harry hysteria, but now I want us to finish all of the books before the final film is released. The last book, Deathly Hallows, has been split into two movies, so I think there is time. Although, I guess I'll have to read a little faster.

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