I have this best friend named Teagan, and aside from the fact that she is leaving me for some college shindig in three months, this is probably the most amazing conversation I've had about my children. P.S. We may possibly really like Harry Potter, musical theatre, and church. A lot and every day.
Our children must be bffs.
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We're going to live next to each other and have cute little houses and lawns and have dinner together and life will be HAPPY
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With picket fences and cake. Lots and lots of cake.
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Well, I don't like cake, but we can still have lots of cake.
We can cake AND ice cream.
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All of my children will run about with ice cream cones playing quidditch
With robes and we'll be like "Lily! Be careful with George! Luna, get out of the street!"
"Fred, get your gum out of Neville's hair, will you?"
"What happened to Albus? Albus, get out from under the house!" "Sorry, mum."
"Ginny, put on your best jumper, you cousin Minerva is coming over for [herbal] tea."
"Mum, where is my other trainer?" "The Dobby, the dog, had it."
"Mum, do I have to clean all the things?"
"Yes, Percy, you can't make Nymphedora do it all by herself again."
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I need to go get grey out of my hair.
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But I love you and your face 
Ha. Yes, I need to shower so I can church so I can temple for our winning families.
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And, ya know. The rest of you.
And I will talk to you later.
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