Endings are sad, aren't they?
Tomorrow we head to the theater to watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2. This is big. HUGE. Exciting. And sad. While I can't wait to see such a fantastic part of the book brought to life on screen, I can't help feeling- this is it. It's over. There will be no more movies, no more books...no more Hogwarts.
See? There I go, getting all emotional. Skyler is emotional in a different way: Skyler is bouncing off the walls with excitement. By tomorrow noon, I'll probably need to repair some holes in the ceiling. My little wizard can't wait!
In an effort to make this even more special for Skyler (and to indulge my geeky side while blaming it on my child), I decided to make more cake pops. Cake pops are like a bad boyfriend. They make you angry, cause weight gain and emotional outbursts and generally drive you insane. But at the end of the day, you just can't help giving them another try because maybe THIS TIME will be easier. And if it really goes how you want it to, all the hassle will be worth it...
So here there are, folks. My Mad Eye Moody Cake Pops:
Goodbye, Harry. I'll miss you. Hello, sugar high. You're a poor replacement, but I suppose you'll do!
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6 comments:
Omg, amazingness! Cameron and I are going to the midnight premiere tonight :)
Little Brianna, I am SO jealous! I hope you love it! Of course you'll love it.
Haha Brianna ;) I can't wait
Well, Bri, many, many years from now when you have old age dimentia or alzheimers or something, you can watch the whole Harry Potter series over again as if it were brand new and just out. It's so cool for your kiddos that you enjoy the fun stuff in life with them. Good mommying.
My guess when you get old everything will be changed and there will be no more DVD's as we them today so you won't be able to watch them.
VHS ring a bell?
It's just a movie and there will be more and better movies out in the years to come.
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