Michael's flu lasted for a total of 4 days. That's total. From start to absolute healthy finish. He promptly passed it on to me and I managed to feel awful for 3 full weeks. I'm still not completely better. Halloween came and went with me feeling awful. But I got lots of pictures and am finally feeling nearly well enough to post them.
Michael's been obsessed with all things Michael Jackson for years. His unexpected passing only assisted in causing Michael to be totally over the top in his fanatacism. Of course for Halloween he had to be Michael Jackson from Thriller. I have to say this... locating a red and black leather jacket prior to the year 1988 would have been no problem. Any time since then... not so easy. We made due. It's not perfect. But it did the trick.
The silver sequined glove really did the trick. As soon as he put that sucker on... everyone knew who he was.
This is Michael and his best friend Jake. They cause mass trouble between the two of them for their teacher but I am beyond grateful that Michael has Jake. They are absolutely two peas in a pod.
Kevin's birthday is the 29th so we made sure to fit a cake and some singing in for his bday. It probably wasn't the perfect birthday for him but I tried. I'm pregnant. And sick. I did what I could. Enough said.
We carved pumpkins. This was the first year that we gave Michael free reign.
He drew the face he wanted and cut it out himself. I think his results were pretty great considering he'd never actually completed this unassisted.
Michael's creation is on the far right. Kev's is on the far left. My masterpiece is in the center. I spend way too much time carving pumpkins every Halloween. One of these years I'm going to quit with the time consuming patterns and just carve some triangle eyes.
The kids experimented with the fog machine Kevin had set up prior to trick or treating. Then they decided to decorate the driveway with lots of scary chalk.
See??? Scary!!!
Kevin had the house good and spooky as the sun went down. There was fog and a strobe light too.
When you're Michael Jackson, crotch grabbing is the norm. He took advantage and did that and the moonwalk nearly all night.
The annual Halloween party on our street. The kids have a blast! Michael won the wrap yourself like a mummy contest!
And the aftermath. Frankenstein is still hanging out in the living room.
Overall, a great week.
(Now that the crotch grabbing has ended!)
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