He obviously wants in on the action. So he starts tinkering with the Cinderella carriage karaoke machine like this: Then the mic ends up in his pocket and he's playing the piano and singing at the top of his lungs like this:
(FYI, there were no more princess songs. It was more like Tom Petty and Coldplay, etc.) Then my brother-in-law Greg decided that Philip needed something better than his pocket to hold the microphone. So he started helping him make something new like this:
You better believe they used a zip-tie to secure that hanger, I mean microphone, around his neck. The end product looked like this:
And everyone watching looked like this:
And that's how our night evolved. It was pretty funny.