Thursday, March 29, 2007

Lions and Tigers and Bees, Oh My!

Two exhausted kids and I are driving home from the Phoenix Zoo. Laurel's actually asleep, and Ian looks like he'll be visiting Slumberland soon enough. I'm thinking about the wonderful things we saw and did on today's little adventure: Laurel proudly signing giraffe as one approached nearby to eat some hay strung high in a tree; Ian wanting to spend over fifteen minutes gawking at some enormous fish and talking with a new friend who was equally mesmerized by these aquatic animals; Ian trying to convince Laurel that we need to walk the opposite direction she was heading by telling her, "No Waurel, go this way!" and pulling on her arm; and an insubordinate Laurel stubbornly plopping her butt on the dirt path as a refusal.

A delightful day full of sunshine, exercise, discussion, exploration and curiosity about our animal friends. We've had a full day of excitement, and now head home to rest. Relaxing as I listen to the humorous lyrics of Faraway Cookies on the Philadelphia Chickens CD, I squint quizzically at a jiggly little black cloud that our van rapidly approaches. "What the...?"

Splat...splat...splat, splat, splat, splat, splat...splat...splat, as we drive through a swarm of bees. Unbelievable as it may sound, this is the second time I've driven through a swarm of bees on this section of the freeway. Ugh, my poor newly installed windshield is officially initiated by Mother Nature!



I look at the smeared yellow-green guts, pondering when I'll have time to visit the car wash. A slowing car catches my eye, it's wipers unsuccessfully trying to clean off what looks like a hundred splattered bees. Wow, I must have been on the edge of the swarm, the front of the other car was covered. At least I could see out my windshield, the other driver had to pull over to help out his wipers.

Ten minutes later, our little pack pulls into the garage. I carry my dreaming baby girl upstairs, gently place her in her crib and kiss the top of her sweaty head. Ian is actually still awake and makes futile pleas that he's not tired. Yeah, right buddy. Once in bed, story read, and cuddled, he's asleep within minutes. Sleep well little one, more adventure awaits you this afternoon.

11 comments:

Lauren S. said...

My kids absolutely love that CD! I guess those bees were sorry they got in your way! :)

mo-wo said...

Mama Flow.. You were obviously firing on all cylinders to pull all that off blissfully. It's a good feeling that to have given them a full morning and some good rest too, isn't it?

Lady M said...

Yuck, bees! Glad their impact didn't wake the young'uns.

We love Sandra Boynton books, so we should give that CD a spin.

Knitting Maniac said...

Sounds like a wonderful time had by one and all ... except for the bees.

Peter said...

Thank Goodness you don't drive a convertible.

Kelly M said...

Sounds like fun was had by all! God I hate bees ...I couldn't imagine driving through a swarm of them! Glad you were all inside the car!

Elizabeth said...

Sounds like a fantastic day!

Guinevere Meadow said...

I haven't been to a zoo in YEARS!! Sounds like you all had a blast! (Except for the bee part. Ick!)

Mama's Moon said...

Oh geez, bees?? What the...? Why was there such a swarm; is that pretty normal? I just watched 'An Inconvenient Truth' the other night and am now questioning e-very strange occurence all around me! Gah! Bees! So glad to hear you all had a great time at the zoo! Happy Monday!

Damselfly said...

One time, I hit a dragonfly while driving in my car, and my sister's friend was like, "You killed one of your own kind!" He really went on and on about it. I actually started feeling guilty....

Kurt said...

Oof, bees!? Haven't heard that one before. We have swarms of gnats around here. One of my cycling buddies calls them "protein clouds." (Imagine riding through a swarm of those without first closing your mouth.)