Remember the Time

So I thought I should blog about this before I forget about it. Of course, never on the cutting edge of pop culture, I'm a few weeks late.
The Boys' were a little obsessed with the death of Michael Jackson. We watched many a MJ video and they loved them. Their favorites were Bad and Scream, never saw the full length Thriller video though :(. I had forgotten how elaborate his videos were, mini movies. So as they asked about why he had died I had told them that his heart stopped working. All this gave rise to a week full of funny comments.
First, Cole is obsessed with our dog, Madi, dying. Often when we leave our house she asks if Madi is going to die today. So that week became "Is Madi going to die like Michael Jackson?" week.
Then one day out of nowhere he told my Mom "Michael Jackson died. His heart stopped working......too many surgeries." He might be on to something, the coroner should look into that.
Then Cy came to me and said this, "Me and Michael Jackson are both kinda weird." Huh!!! "Michael Jackson was a boy when he was born but then he started to look like a girl." Now, I'm a little concerned...where is this headed. "And sometimes I like cheese and sometimes I don't, and that's kinda weird." Whew! That was the best possible outcome. Unless of course Michael's "strangeness" started with intermittent aversion to cheese!!
Anyway, I posted this picture because it was the one that hung on my closet door circa 1984. My Mom let me get it after my cousin Heather had told me about going to the Victory Tour and I cried that it was her and not me, very selfish. R.I.P MJ.