My dad bought this monstrous 7' tall inflatable halloween zeplin. At night it lights up eerily, transforming my home into a wickedly evil haunted house. Suffice it to say that my young demon spawn reveres this lawn ornament . Every day she insists I attach the extension cord to the outlet and "blow up ta pumkin". As soon as the little motor whirs to life she sets off fast as she can and begins plucking soggy leaves from the idol which had accumulated from the night before. Then once the shrine is properly sanctified my daughter dances around like a tiny witch cackling and screaming in worship of her God. I cant wait till she discovers people are going to give her candy. I will of course be accompanying her icognito with a large back-up candy sack. A new halloween ritual for me and mine.