This is the crashing witch we have hanging on our front door. Yes, we are "that" type of people. But in our defense, we do not have a Santa Claus falling-off-roof or bending-over-with-pants-falling-down.
Lovely, isn't it. She even talks when you open the door.

Anyways, Kenny named this witch Eppie. He walks by and says, "Hi Eppie, ha, ha, ha."
Just thought that was humorous.
PS- Don't worry Mom, he decided to rename the witch "Clock" this afternoon.
PPS- We have had the kind of day where Ken has decided to give himself a vasectomy. If you have children, I'm sure you have had those thoughts as well. If not...you will. Just wait.