Monday, July 2, 2007

No one knows the power of the dark side

It's not that I have anything against it. I actually think it's been a great motivator, especially for our younger contingent. It's just that I've never really subscribed to the "everybody's doing it" philosophy, and so it serves as my own little personal form of rebellion to not participate. Like the western Mormon who flaunts that they have never been to Salt Lake City, or my friend at a party the other night who bragged about never having seen "Titanic". I seem to enjoy moments of not feeling like everybody else, which is why I've resisted a minivan all my life. (I live in Colorado and drive an SUV - I'm quite the rebel.) So in my twisted realm of definitive individuality, this is one more way I have chosen to dissent.

But it just won't die! This has been going on for so long now; it actually seems that "everybody's doing it" is not in fact a gross overgeneralization, and that resistance seems futile. And to be honest, I don't think I would give in if it weren't for the fact that my kids seem to be feeling left out. Conversations are erupting all around them that they can't relate to and they want to know what the fuss is all about. And if those conversations were about stupid things that kids do that mine don't understand because they are not stupid kids, that would be one thing. I could chalk that up to good parenting. But this? It's not actually harmful, and might even have the potential of being a good thing.

I'm talking about Harry Potter. I have enjoyed being able to say that I've never read a single Harry Potter book or attended a single Harry Potter movie. But I stand (sit?) before you today, humbled and forthcoming with my confession that I have officially lost my Harry Potter virginity. It's called "we were on a road trip and had to pass six hours of time during which we had nothing to talk about and 'Oh look! What's this? Well if it isn't the volume I book on tape of Harry Potter'."

The kids are hooked, so much so that they can't wait to get in the car. Which at this point may as well be traded in for a minivan.

7 comments:

JustRandi said...

Kristy- Welcome to Stepford!
I love Harry Potter. Of course, I also drive a minivan, live in the suburbs, and drink diet coke.(But gosh darn it - there's no white bread in our house! - See? I can be a rebel, too!)

Rachel said...

as far as the pecking order of mom-hood goes, I guarantee that Harry Potter > minivans
and now you can blame things on Lord Voldemort AND the dark side...

Kerri said...

Ahhh, Rachel and I have been Harry Potter addicts from the start - his being the one film we ALWAYS see at the theater before we purchase the DVD, with all the extras, when it comes out in November or December. We anxiously await the last book this month, too. I've got the 4 other movies on DVD and all but the last book (which isn't out yet) if you'd like to borrow them, heeheehee.

Hmmm, why am I secretly loving this???? And what's wrong with a minivan, says the woman who has wanted one since she got married and considers it her with children dream vehicle? I love mine *said defensively*.

Paige said...

I haven't seen, read or heard past number 3, but I won some passes to the premier of whichever one comes out next, so I guess I'll be taking all my teen and tween kids and some friends. Yay for me.

Anonymous said...

I say keep Harry, lose the mini-van.
-Ganelle

Anonymous said...

At least you won't have to wait the eternal stretch between books. I think it is kind of like being a Star Wars fan today...instant gratification! Enjoy the mind candy!!!!
Ginger

Anonymous said...

I'm glad you've come over to the dark side, I happen to L-O-V-E Harry Potter!

I used to feel the same way about mini-vans, however I have now been driving one for about 5 months, and don't even have kids yet! Yup, I'm serious, no joke, but at least we have room for all our friends when we go on triple dates, and we don't have to worry about them slamming their fingers in doors as they close automatically and slowly. Phew, relief.

Rachel (niece)