Now granted, I had forgotten to buy spirit gum and fake blood to complete the look, so he ended up adhering the fake screwdriver parts to his head with super glue, so kudos to him for dealing with ripped out hair follicles. Ouchie!
Tomato ketchup provided the look of blood (Dammit woman, I smell like a condiment!), and the final outcome was really quite realistic. He was a big hit scaring quite a few locals along the way.
Scott and I enjoyed a grown-up Halloween party at the Marine House and a little adult time together, and several gin & tonics (ok, that was mainly me - but those are really tasty in this hot climate!).
Rokhaya told us the following morning that right after we had left, two people had come pounding on the door to find out what had happened and was 'monsieur' going to be alright.Considering monsieur got behind the wheel and drove away, I would have thought that to be self evident, but their concern was touching nonetheless.
The girls went trick-or-treating the following day around our neighborhood with lots of other expat and Embassy kids. Candy had been handed out by the CLO to participating houses and a map was given out with a route to follow to make sure all the houses were visited. Sadly there were not that many but the girls didn't seem to notice or mind. The evening still ended with sugar overloaded girls crashed out on the couch while we watched scary Halloween movies and ate popcorn and candy. Good times.
