Rodd and I are becoming addicted to the Harry Potter trading card game. I’m Hermione and he’s Draco. I was whipping him constantly when we were just playing with the starter pack, but we’ve since bought half a dozen expansion packs and now he’s starting to win. Oh, and in other news, we’ve become Satan worshippers.
Not. Honestly, these people drive me up the wall. They don’t give kids any credit for intelligence at all. Do children who read “Goldilocks and Three Bears” embark on a life of breaking and entering? How about “The Wizard of Oz”? There are good witches in that. My favorite book when I was twelve was called Fifth Grade Magic. And did I ever try to blight my classroom enemies with the chicken pox? I think not. What idiots.