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Today is my seventh wedding anniversary.

Today also happens to be Harry Potter’s birthday. And today is the second wedding anniversary I have spent with my nose buried in a book with that familiar diamond Harlequin pattern.

Exactly two years ago, I was celebrating my fifth anniversary at the Crowne Plaza in Milpitas, learning about Horcruxes while my family frolicked in the pool. Later in the day, I would be in the car with my sleeping baby, reading under the sun’s fading light while the boys (my husband and sons) played in the beach at Santa Cruz. I would’ve even brought the tome along as we rode Thomas the Tank Engine at Roaring Camp Railroad, but alas, it was too big and unwieldy.

Yup, July 31 is special for me and The Boy Who Lived, who should have turned 17 a few hours ago at the stroke of midnight, which means he can now do magic without a Trace.

And since we’re on the subject, may I also mention that today also happens to be Neville Longbottom’s birthday. Yes, this Muggle was paying attention.

By now it should be obvious that this Muggle is eagerly devouring the last book in the Harry Potter series, wondering how much Neville Longbottom and their shared birthday plays into the most anticipated conclusion of all time. And yes, I think Snape is loyal.

So allow me to now take my leave, with a quick French lesson from one on my favorite characters, Fleur Delacour:

A is for adieu,
A is for anniversaire, and
A is for ‘Arry.

T is for Troy, who turned six just a week ago.

T is also for TB test for first grade, which led us to the pediatrician, where Troy had his 6-year check-up.  My baby grew an inch and a half and gained two pounds since March. He’s still a picky eater, but at least he’s growing!

And finally, T is for TIRED, which best describes Lorenzo and me, after seven days of nonstop action, from pool parties to drive-in movies to moving out.

And yes, I’m too tired to add any more.