Ava and I had just enough time to get through all the movies before Friday night. Ava has limited TV time usually, but we made an exception in this case. Throughout the marathon she kept shouting "Harry Potter!", "Sirius, okay?" (he was speaking through the fire and that confused her), and toward the end she figured out "Voldemort, scary!".
Friday night I was a big ball of emotions. I was so anxious in the hours before. It really is an end of an era for me. And the more I thought about it, I remember exactly where I was when I read the first books, and watched the first movies. Just a kid in high school, wrapping Christmas presents at Borders when I first heard about the series. And to think I watched all of the previous movies with my *daughter* 12 (or 13) years was so special.
But on to the movie, I haven't watched a movie in 3D in 15 years?! So that was a trip. Less stuff flying at me, and more stuff just closer to me. I really can't believe its over. It's been over for years really (the books ended it obviously) but I'm sad all over again that it's really over. The end of an era for sure.
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