Halloween. What a great holiday, a chance to eat candy, dress in funny costumes, carve pumpkins, and scare trick-or-treaters. We did it all in style this year. Justice was the Dark Knight, Mommy was a pink cowgirl, and Daddy was Rocky Balboa. But prior to us dressing up for a costume party, we set up our arctic entry as a mini haunted house for little trick-or-treaters. Amy would answer the door, leading the unsuspecting costume clad victims into our entry way. And when they were comfortable and grabbing some candy from an assortment of bowls, James jumped out of the belly of a skeleton mounted on our wall. Sometimes he scared the parents more than the kidos. Well, until next year!