365 Random Days of Team Zybko

Day #243

November 13th, 2012

4 Firsts In 24 Hours

First #1
Moose Sighting
Since we arrived in Minnesota four and a half months ago we have been in search of a moose. A real live moose that is, not to eat just to see. Baby Daddy and his work buddies were lucky enough to see one a few months back on the way to lunch. They were able to angle the car, get out and meet and greet this magnificent, enormous creature face to face. These inquisitive men figured out  quickly, five feet apart was a bit too close for comfort. Jumping back in the car as manly as they could, later describing the massive amounts of drool dangling from the beasts mouth as it began coming toward them. 
BD is not an exaggerator, at all. He leaves that job to me. So when he tells us the moose was so big, accompanied with massive hand motions and drama......so big it could have literally walked right over La La, we all believed him.
The picture below was taken yesterday, next to our favorite life size moose replica at the park in town. Oh snap, these animals are big. The kids and I have been looking. Looking in the woods, bogs ( not chicken bogs my southern friends, but real water bogs) open fields and pretty much any time we drive....
looking, looking, looking. We must spot one before we leave Minnie-snow-da.

Yesterday was the day. Unfortunately, I was driving when it happened, so naturally I didn't get a picture. By the time I uncontrollably fish tailed the prison van around in 8.2 seconds, it was already gone. Totally bummed. If you have a really good imagination, scroll down to the next picture and close your eyes tight for 8.2 seconds. Then open them with an open mind and imagine a gazillion pound moose right there in the middle of the water, just chillin', waiting for us to cruise by and scream as loud as we could. You may have heard us all the way back in South Carolina, while eating your yummy actual chicken bog. 

  

First #2
Night Time Sledding
This was an accident. I know this sounds crazy, I just had no idea it would become pitch black at 4:45 in the afternoon. Delilah was totally not into the outdoor P.E at 19 degrees. The other two kids hung in there just a few minutes longer than the one now warming up, happily playing a cup cake game on my phone. A couple more trips down the steep hill were fun, until we heard some scary howling. All three of us locked eyes and spoke with out any words. Dropping the cheap blue rolled up sleds, bolting for the safety behind the big strong doors of the vans.
Every man for themselves kids! Barely breathing and hearts pounding out of our chests, I turn the key in the ignition, eyes scanning the darkness for bloody fangs. Too bad visibility out of the huge windshield was too blurry to see a thing. The heavy breathing of the content, juicy, five year breaking her own high score, has caused a fish bowl fog effect.
Later as I re-told the story to Baby Daddy he laughed a big goofy........
 Are you sure you aren't exaggerating kinda laugh?
No honey, honest, there were wolves out there.
They almost ate us too!
After all we did see a moose today, anything is possible out here.   

First #3

Fake Snow

Last night the ski resort began making artificial

snow for the start of  their season.

We hope to be able to enjoy some sports of the slopes before we leave but no guarantee, depends on the temperature. Today we took a walk to check it out. The kids and I had never seen fake snow blowing out of a kooky looking cannon, so this was a must, first on the agenda, even before school.  Maybe because I haven't had a Krispy Kreme Donut in almost half a year, I envision this as a huge icing shooter. You other people out there who would sell one of their children for a hot dozen NOW know what I'm talking about. The conveyor belt thingy is mesmerizing as the white, sugary, glaze covers the perfectly circular fried dough. Back to the fake snow, yea it was cool and all. Not as cool as a few, fresh original with colored sprinkles but never the less, it was a first.

     

First # 4

Picking Wedgies

Last and very least of my firsts in the past 24 hours was the big kid wedging picking. Anyone who has ever worn bulky gloves for any period of time knows, they hinder your hand dexterity and mobility big time. Potty breaks, eating and putting gloves BACK on the same child for the 82nd time in an hour, gets old real fast. SO, when said child tells me he/she needs help with an intense wedgie because his/her fingers aren't working right, I bite the bullet. Fixing the problem wasn't glamorous. I have no picture of this first either, thank goodness.