When my first girl was born I wanted to give her something. A first present from her Mammy, my first present to my daughter- something special.
Yes, I had just given her the gift of life but it didn’t seem like enough.
So as peculiar as it might seem I bought her a book. Not just any book- a Harry Potter book.
Harry Potter and the Philospher’s Stone.
Hardback with the cover art used when it was first published.
That was important because I wanted the same cover for her that was on the book I first read.
I know, I know, a newborn if pretty far off being read Harry Potter let alone reading it herself but it was such a special book.
Filled with magic, full of wonder and with a sense that you have just started something exciting and truly amazing.
That’s what made it the perfect gift for my little girl.
I only hope I can make the real world just as magical for her.
Without that pesky Lord Voldemort, of course.