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Halloween 2008

Here's Elvis (in his later years) and a sock hop cutie pie! My hunka, hunka burnin' love, Christopher and darling poodle skirt Lindsey had a blast this Halloween as they always do.
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Callisto said…
Haha - I was just thinking to myself "Gee, won't they get cold in costumes like that?" when I remembered that no, they won't, because it's Texas. In Utah we have to wear ski parkas and snowboots. Of course, this year I have to leave out the knitted leg warmers from my cat costume because it's going to be so hot for me here in sunny China.
October 27, 2008 7:13 PM
Unknown said…
How creative and cute! Glad the trunk or treat went well, have a Happy Halloween.
October 27, 2008 7:26 PM
Conni said…
That's a 'Hunka-Hunka burning Love' if I've ever seen one! And 50's girl....an all time fav. of mine! Looking good!
October 27, 2008 7:29 PM
Russell and Jillian said…
Awesome costumes! I read on someone's blog that they thought it was the best costume of the night. (Can't remember who...Lonna? Paige?)
October 27, 2008 9:00 PM
Dan and Merideth said…
Thats really cute! And i have those shoes that Lindsey is wearing! :)

Yea great minds think alike!
October 28, 2008 9:49 AM
Julie said…
Those are great costumes! Can't wait to hear what fun Halloween plans y'all have to show them off!
October 28, 2008 12:20 PM
Bobbi said…
Cute costumes! Have a Happy Halloween, Kelly!
October 29, 2008 2:16 PM
Maryanne said…
LOVE them!!! How hilarious is that (Elvis)?! And Lindsey looks ready to serve up a fresh Lime Ricky!
October 29, 2008 3:37 PM
Anonymous said…
pretty awesome costumes!! but this year it was very warm actually! no layers needed! i actually just wore a t shirt and jeans! i was a hippie! it was okay though if you want pictures my mom does not have the pics but maryanne does! it just sprinkled this year! they are the best costumes!
November 03, 2008 7:28 PM
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