my little ava.
she just read the first harry potter book and LOVED it. this is one of those me-mom moments when i've been hoping i'd have a kid who liked to read, and really, really hoped that those harry potter books would be some of the books she'd really like. you guys. it happened. she loved them.
in the third grade the kids choose someone who has contributed to society and they write a short speech and then dress up like their hero and recite their speech. it's called wax museum and ava is excited. she comes home with a packet of papers and excitedly tells me that she is going to be jk rowling.
"there was a list!" she tells me, shuffling her papers and following me around the kitchen, "and i picked jk rowling. no one else wanted to be here! i can't imagine why, she's the most amazing author-- she wrote my favorite books! i think she's the best!"
to hear her chatter so happily, so quickly, to see her be so excited for a book series? i am in mother heaven. it is such a fun thing to see your children find passion in good things and the fact that i love these good things too? it is priceless.