There's more pressing issues right now. Namely the entertainment of one eight year old boy. A boy who is obsessed with zombies and who was determined to make himself into one today.
I think he did a very good job (with a little help from his mama). Without any red face paint, we had to improvise. Don't you love it when the improvisation is better than the original concept?
Here's our secret recipe for bored, zombie loving, dramatic, and theatrical children - of any age:
Paint your face with white, gray, or, in our case, silver face paint. Mix a small spoonful of beet powder, a teaspoon or so of corn starch, a few pinches of cocoa powder and just enough water to make a paste. Smear the paste wherever you'd like to create the appearance of a grotesque and meaty gash in your skin.
Put on some tattered clothing, one shoe, and walk slowly down the street, dragging one leg behind you (the one with the shoe, preferably, as zombies don't typically heal from abrasions), head slightly hanging to the side, eyes rolled up, arms rigid, muttering "brains, brains, brains".
Knock on your neighbor's door and give them a good fright. It's Friday, and it's freaky. Have fun!