I love Harry Potter, but. . .

Yep, I’m a Harry Potter fan. Love him. We, my husband and I, started reading the book, one chapter a night, during then last months of my first pregnancy. We read all the books this way, I think there were four at the time, and when a new book came out, we’d snuggle as a family in bed and read a chapter each night. It’s become a nice tradition for us.
When we were expecting our second baby, we decided to start the series over again (yes, we liked it that much) Now we just got our pre-ordered copy of “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows”, but we’re only about halfway through book six. We aren’t ready for the new book just yet. I admit, I’m tempted to just whisk through the rest of six on my own so I can quickly read book seven to find out what happens. There’s so much hype and peer pressure to read it right away, it sounds like a fun thing to do, but we’re resisting the peer pressure. So even though we may not even start on the new, exciting book for over a week or so, we love our special family story time, and we’re keeping out tradition.
Just don’t dare try to talk to me about book seven for at least a month! I’m doing my darnedest to avoid spoilers.
I do love the Harry Potter books, but I love our special family time even more.