during the winter holidays the owls came less frequently, with the last one arriving just after the dawning of the new year. he checked daily, & asked constantly where his owls were. i gave every excuse i could come up with, & eventually he stopped asking - about the same time that i ran out of reasons to explain
he was sad. i knew this, & kept meaning to arrange more owls, but i was so
not to be outdone, the other mamas decided they too must win 'worst mama of the year', & promptly gave up owls. they both claim they got too busy as well, but i know better. they are a sneaky, diabolical lot. i digress.
we had an official meeting (that's code for 'putting down our teacups',) & decided that for the summer term we'd not create potterfied hand-outs for each lesson, & focus that energy on owl post instead. we are nothing if not brilliant.
last night i printed thehobbit's hogwarts homeschool acceptance letter, & snuck outside to put it into the owl post box. when he woke today:
k: (oh so casually) you know, this tuesday is the start of summer term at hogwarts.
th: yay! (jumping out of bed to do the happy dance) i haven't had hogwarts in forever! (2 weeks)
k: did your letter arrive yet?
th: (saddest face ever) no mama. remember i don't get owls anymore.
k: about that - i finally learned why you stopped getting them.
k: it turns out the owl that was assigned to us was trained by errol.
th: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. (nodding as if to say 'say no more')
k: it's all sorted out, & the school has assigned us a new owl.
th: what is his name?
k: i didn't ask, but i will. (quickly changes the subject) so you should start checking your owl post box daily.
th: (runs out of the bedroom, then out onto the front porch) (squealing...) mama! mama! post! there's post! it's my acceptance letter!
k: (damn. i think i just lost my chance at winning that title.)
*note: if you have yet to read the harry potter books, then this post has confused you beyond measure. a) sorry about that, & 2) get reading!*
** edited to add: before i get any emails of concern about thehobbit:he knows that owls aren't actually delivering mail from hogwarts. he knows that the aunties & i are responsible. he is 10 after all. he has a freakyhuge imagination, & a strong desire to believe. so i just keep acting as though it is all real, & he happily makes believe. occasionally i get an eye-roll or two, but they stop once i ask if he wants to stop having hogwarts. thanks in advance for your concern.**