Mommy isn't an amusement park #summerfun

Ever sat down and felt a hand on your elbow? Or a leg across your knee? Maybe both. The most talented kids have a quick approach to sliding into their parents lab with ease. My kid has a ninja-like technique which she's perfected. She hides near my computer and waits for me to sit comfortably. Then, sneaks through my arms and lands in a tiny ball. This would seem impossible given she's three feet tall and 40 pounds – but it's occurred so frequently I think she's missing a skeleton.  


Lucky for me, my 4 year old isn't old enough for most amusement park attractions. I'm sure I'll have my day – but this summer, I'm battling another force of nature. The 'I need to be under you syndrome' and 'Mommy, I must sit in your lap debacle'. I enjoy our cuddles and make sure to hug my child throughout the day. Her timing is the issue. She doesn't wish to snuggle while she is busy. Nor does she want to be bothered when enjoying a craft, movie or phonics lesson... 

Top 3 reasons Mommy is NOT an Amusement Park: 

1. I'm not amused. The real parks are filled with smiling, singing and ridiculous happy characters  paid to entertain. If I'm sitting, I'm working. Big difference. 
2. I cannot create gimmicks to keep you entertained while climbing up my back. You will get bored immediately. Use your toys – they were built to handle your curiosity. 
3. I need my arms. The concept of movement is real. I cannot focus with forty pounds hanging from my limbs, nor do I wish to.  

Leaving the threenager saga behind, we are entering a new realm. It's full of why, how and when questions. In an effort to be as clear as possible I've started being very specific with my request. Hence, do not climb on me because – MOMMY IS NOT AN AMUSEMENT PARK! (I foresee a detailed discussion on how fun amusement parks must be --- I'll cross that bridge at 5.)  

How do you handle the endless tugs from your cuties? 

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