Daniel is finally reading Harry Potter! This makes me happy on many levels, but mostly because I don't have to answer his tedious questions like "what's the spell for ____?" or "what's the name of that guy...?" or "isn't Hermione's mom a witch?" I love that he loves Harry Potter, but after a while I just said "go to the source! Read the book already!"
So, yesterday he was reading about the sorting hat and the first Hogwarts feast and read out "Nitwit. Blubber. Oddment. Tweak." And then he asked me another question.
"Claire, what are trots?"
"What?" I asked, "how do you spell that?"
"T-R-O-T. Dumbledore said 'Off you trot'"
Oh, Daniel. When Dumbledore said "off you trot" as in "off you go" Daniel read it as "OFF, you trot!" as if "trot" were some magician's curse word.