After almost two decades of being a mother, my daughters still manage to surprise me.
Last week, the day that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2 opened in cinemas, Sam started texting me about when we would go and see it. I told her I had asked her father to buy tickets a day or two ahead so that we could choose the screening time and seats better. As it turned out, we weren’t able to go.
By Sunday noon, when we would go and see the movie was the first topic the moment we sat down to lunch. Both girls wanted to know if we could go later that day. Speedy and I were doubtful — it’s the first weekend since opening day and, for sure, the cinemas would be packed and the queues to the ticket counter snaking horribly.
So, Speedy jokingly suggested that the girls go and see the movie with their friends on a weekday instead. They often do that — see movies with friends. And they’ve seen so many movies that we hadn’t because they are so much nearer to cinemas during weekdays when less people go out to see movies. It’s really more practical and convenient.
Sam sounded upset. “But this is Harry Potter!”
Okay, I must admit that I didn’t get the logic at first. Speedy and I often feel that they like going out to see movies with us because they get treated to dinner afterward at restaurants that they can’t afford on their student allowance. And it didn’t really matter what movie we went to see, the point was to go out and have that treat. So, I really didn’t have an answer to Sam’s remark and there was silence for a second or two.
Then, Alex, in a voice three decibels louder than her sister’s, exclaimed, “Yes, this is Harry Potter and WE SAW ALL HARRY POTTER MOVIES TOGETHER.”
Okay, I got it. Harry Potter is family affair. It is not just another movie that they’d care to watch with friends. It is something that we have to go and see as a family because… well, because it has become a sort of family tradition.
Honestly, I felt a little sheepish. Ashamed, in fact. I’ve often thought that these weekend movie dates had extortionist undertones. Little did I realize how important some things are to the girls — you know, family things. And I love them even more for that knowing that there will always be things that are reserved exclusively for family. Of course, we’ll go and see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2. It is family tradition.