early morning of October 31, the clock was magical. A small but noticeable white carpet was stayed, however, has melted as expected during the day. 
We have the opportunity to go to brunch at the Breakfast Club
where, as every year, and as tradition dictates, the waiters serve us all dressed up that day.
A feast for the eyes and taste buds
Our little Spiderman Me (on specific request, comment Spaïdeman, please)
The Quebec's motto? Laughter and good humor
Even the police decided to be sexy!
It was worth the detour as far back 
That face 
Back at home and just rest for Cherrybee who, having transformed into a frog, was in the process of predicting the weather with its annual torticollis. I assure you, the small of my beautiful magic pills Dr. privately were right in the unfortunate blocking of the day.
Fortunately, as soon as night began to fall, perhaps attracted by our decorations citrouillesques,
or perhaps our Frankenstein has finally decided to plunge witch's cauldron in a myriad of goblins, princesses, fairies and dragons of all kinds began to come to threaten us on the threshold of our house.
or perhaps our Frankenstein has finally decided to plunge witch's cauldron in a myriad of goblins, princesses, fairies and dragons of all kinds began to come to threaten us on the threshold of our house.
could not escape them that they abandoned all reserve candy Cherrybee sir, very sorry. (Everybody knows I do 'm not greedy, moa)
The parade ended late at night. I give you the result of some of our greatest hits.
go tomorrow at work next week, put away the decorations of Louine to start installing those of Christmas.
Go, kiss people!
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