"Mommy, I want to sit on your lap!"

I really do not like to hear those words, sometimes. Other times, those words are wonderful. Most of my children are still young enough to sit comfortably on my lap. Lately, though, it has only been said when I least want them to sit in my lap. It goes hand in hand with the "Mommy, I'm bored." phrase I've also been hearing.

For example: I needed to take the Little dude to preschool this morning. Mini-me was in top form, fighting me every step of the way. Yelling that she didn't "want to!" and "I want to stay here and play!" and "I don't love you any more, Mommy!" I dragged her out the door. She did not want to get out of the car once we were there, nor did she want to go into the building, down the stairs, and down the hallway. She fought me until I was ready to walk back out the door. Then, she found some fun things to do and did not want to leave. Leaving preschool was just another repeat of getting there.

Once home she didn't want to get out of the car, walk down the driveway, go up the steps, go in the door, etc., etc. I finally managed to get her in the house and close the door.

She proceeded to play happily on her own while I folded laundry, until I decided to do a short 15 minute workout. Then she was all over me, spreading videos over the floor, spinning around me, and being a nuisance. When I was done, and asked to do something with her, she didn't want anything to do with me. "Go away, Mommy. I'm playing."

Thus the day has gone, as have the past too many days to count. Very frustrating. I can play computer games all day long, and never be bothered. Actually sit down to write or blog, and Mommy becomes the new monkey bars.

My older two children sometimes do this, but we've seem to have worked out a compromise between Mommy doing things with them and on her own. Mini-me, doesn't want to work out a compromise. It's her way, or the highway.




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