“Now, that is something I never thought I would say!”
Running Thoughts is a blog about balancing running and family life and during this winter that balance was nowhere to be seen. Heavy snowfall, seasonal celebrations and Corona were only three reasons I was not able to go out for a few months. Together with my exercise, the number of posts also slowed down. When I am not running there is no inspiration, because the subjects for these articles come to me when I jog. This week I was finally able to go out and although it is cold and frosty, running is again very much part of my weekly routine. That means that Running Thoughts is back!
During these months in hibernation, I was confronted with family life. And when you have five kids, that is not a gentle confrontation. The winter school holidays last a whopping three weeks here. On top of that, we were in quarantine with Corona. My running thoughts today, took me to the bizarre thoughts that cross my mind when looking after five little kids. I regularly think: “Now, that is something I never thought I would say.” Not surprisingly and considering the age of our kids, many of those thoughts have something to do with poo, pee or genitals. Here are some of the best.
“I have smelled more crotches than a prostitute in Amsterdam.” The only suitable test to see if a pair of trousers can go another day or can walk themselves the washing basket.
Thinking, “Do not lick your finger and clean his face. Do not lick your finger and clean his face. Do not lick your finger and clean his face.” when licking my finger and cleaning his face.
“Now how did that tiny little Lego hotdog end up in my cornflakes/bra/keyboard?”
“Can everybody please pee into the toilet and not around it!”
“What is that smell!”
“Put that away!” when trousers are once again at the ankles and everyone gets full view of either the full moon or the chimes.
“For the hundredth time, do not touch my arse/vagina/boobs!”
“CAN EVERYONE PLEASE JUST PUT THEIR STUFF BACK ON THE PLACE WHERE IT BELONGS!”