As part of my son’s 13th birthday party, I took him and his friends to a real-life college Quidditch tournament, offered free at university nearby. When it comes to joy, I feel I almost don’t have to say anything else. “Muggle Quidditch,” like its wizard namesake is light on rules, heavy on fun, the right mix of ridiculous and serious competition. It’s a joy to watch.
Even better though, was when they invited the kids, including my son and his party to team up against the host team in their own game. How awesome when turning 13 to be included with the college kids and get to play a magical sport.
And this was only part of the celebration my son deemed the “best birthday ever.” Really, isn’t that what each birthday should be for each of us?