Running Scared

For the second year in a row, we helped out with the Zombie Run 5K. Technically it's a walk/shuffle/run. Anyway, I wasn't as involved with the planning as I was last year, but my boys and I, along with some friends, dressed up as zombies to scare the runners. This year, Tobias was old enough to help out so he also got zombified. Here we are ready to scare:

For the record, my boys did my makeup which is why I look more like a member of KISS and less like a zombie. Although, now that I'm making that comparison, maybe those two things aren't so disparate after all. Both are definitely creepy. I guess the primary difference is that zombies place a high value on brains.
Anyway, the boys had a blast hiding in the park behind our house and jumping out at runners as they came by. Like last year, some could not control their giggles at the sight of so many tiny zombies, especially Tobias. Others, I think, were genuinely creeped out by the idea of undead children. My friend Amelia thinks that next year we need to set up a cornfield behind our house for the kiddos to run out of. That would be pretty awesome. Then we'd really have them running scared.