This just... makes me angry for reasons I can't even fully articulate. Part of it is probably pent-up rage over not having a birthday party (or, like, any presents) for my last two birthdays (including my Sweet Sixteenth, damn it); but I'd rather no party over an entirely HP-themed one. It wouldn't be so bad if the child was old enough to even watch the movies; a seven year old's party I'd be slightly disturbed at, but would soon forget. But a three year old? Poor child.
(Of course, a later entry mentions that the mother in this case? Still breatfeeding. Maybe my ideas are off, since I was never breastfed - I was allergic - but aren't most children weaned off before then? I mean, Colin's been drinking juice and water for about a year now.)
Further investigation shows that themed birthday parties for toddlers are all the rage now. And I now have another criteria for marriage: I will not marry anyone who wants to give a child a themed birthday party for the first four birthdays.