I guess when you've been cooped up in the house all day with three kids and trying to get them to clean the house, do yard work, etc... before going on vacation next week, and getting not much in return but looks of "You talkin to me....You, t-a-l-k-i-n-g to me?", one tends to want to speed up to release the stress. Going back to thrones, I think we have enough empty toilet paper rolls among all the bathrooms in our house to build a fort! I found myself playing Jenga with them the other day (someone took the newspaper out, what else was I supposed to do?) I think I need to inform my kids that it's Recycle, ReNew, ReUse, not Recycle, ReUse, Throw-on-the-Floor. I'm also coming to believe that Linda Blair (spinning head and all) would make a good poster child for all 13-year old girls.
And so, I run, run, run. Running is definitely a necessity for fatherhood or motherhood, for that matter. I'm not sure how parents who don't run (or do some other type of physical activity) deal with the demands of parenthood. That 3o minutes to 1 hour of running is good for me as well as the kids. It's amazing. No matter how hot or humid it is, a good, hard run releases the daily stresses helping to put everything in perspective.
So, after my run I realized, who else has such fun entertainment while doing their "business"? Sure beats reading sales flyers. Hmmm...Jenga, building a fort, Ooooo.... making a log cabin, a castle! Now, for the Linda Blair syndrome. Not sure running's going to help that one. Any suggestions? Ahhhh fatherhood.
