Last night, as my soccer girls were warming up before their game,  

(and let me just stop right here! When I say ‘warming up’ what I mean is rolling around in the grass, hanging off the goal, asking if soccer was over yet, you know… hardcore soccer stuff)

a huge bull moose wandered onto the grounds. My back was turned and it was still a good distance off, so the girls and I didn’t see it. However, a soccer mom came up to me and whispered in my ear, “You have a moose behind you.”

It isn’t everyday that someone whispers in my ear that I have a moose behind me. I was a little taken back, because she said it as if it was something like a bee behind me. (Moose are way bigger than bees. Just so you know.)  Casually, I glanced over my shoulder. I was thinking it was RIGHT BEHIND ME ready to give me a kiss. So of course, things like RUNNING and how many kids could I gather in my arms went through my head.

I’m brave like that.

The moose was a good few feet away, next to the fence, eating from the trees… not really something that should cause the ”MOOSE IS BEHIND YOU, RUN FOR YOUR LIVES” reaction. Still, as Alaskans it is something you take notice and stay on the side of caution.  At any moment it could have started trotting towards us and where would we run? Where would we hide?  I’m sure some of our girls considered the moose to be like a life size version of My Little Pony…only brown and not so cute. I already started to think of what I would say to the reporter who would ask how I saved ten little HARDCORE SOCCER PLAYERS from the monstrous sized moose. I would be all cool with my response and say, ”I didn’t think about myself. I thought of the girls. But with my coaching expertise, these girls are fast runners because I’m a great soccer coach. Thanks to my training my girls were able to outrun a moose! A FAST HORRIBLE MONSTER OF A MOOSE. YEAH.” Perhaps I would do my victory dance or toss my bra to the screaming fans.

You know, like you do in a serious interview.

But I digress…

The parents and I let the girls keep kicking the ball in the goal, roll around in the grass and we kept a watchful eye out on Mr. Moose.

 None of the girls noticed until Mr. Moose decided to take care of business by squatting to poop.

And like clockwork, all of the girls stopped what they were doing, got quiet, and turned to watch the moose poop.

“That moose poops like my dog!”

Before I could laugh at the little girl’s cute statement, another yelled, “Well…that moose poops like my dad!”

And then for a final I GOT YOU BEAT, the winner said, “That moose poops like me! And the coach! And all of us! ALL OF US! WE ALL POOP!”

The only thing missing from the conversation was a huge hooray.

For poop.

MOOSE POOP.

ChaseNKids needs to recharge her bloggy batteries.

I’ll be back to posting on Thursday Wednesday.

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I know what you’re thinking. My creativity and theatrics knows no bounds.

 I’m actually reading this book again and will most likely read it a couple of more times.

It is THAT good.

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