My girls read voraciously. We can't keep them supplied with enough books and the bookshelves in every room in the house are stacked two deep; that's lovely but I do sometimes feel as if the shelves are closing in on me! They always know who they want to be for the day, and this year we have a clear Harry Potter theme.
I give you:
I was left to make a cork necklace to ward off Nargles - which is the best excuse to buy a bottle of red I have ever had - and a pair of dirigible plum earrings.
These nearly ended me. The leaves fell off the first pair, so I remade them at 7.30 this morning and the second pair have deathcracks. Plus her ears are unpierced so they are threatening to fall off their elastic loops. I'll be stunned if they make it home intact!
My beautiful tall ten year old was enchanted by the elegant Beauxbatons students both in book and the film of the Goblet of Fire, and pleaded for a long sleeved blue dress and a little cape. This is her last year at primary school, and possibly the last dressing up day she'll be doing; how could I say no? The costume was not too hard in principle, but I put the first sleeve in upside down, and then put the popper for the cape on the wrong side. Argh.
I am going in to school to work later. I shall be dressing as Professor Sprout. I may take a plant with me.