“Learn the recorder like that?”
“Because I didn’t think of teaching it that way last year (and frankly I was fat and pregnant and didn’t want to move much less give a crap about wibbly wobbly time whimy stuff.).”
*sad child face*
Fine then. I guess we’ll just freaking have to go to Hogwarts.
Oh man. Ohhh man. Our book of spells can be recorder songs. There can be acceptance letters. I can sort them into houses…. They can earn house points…
Ohhhhhman!! *never goes back to sleep again*