No... Not Here!

Dad and I use to wrestle when I was younger. As you would expect, Dad was much stronger and bigger than I was, so as we were wrestling he would grab me on my arm... or on my legs... on my shoulders... wherever it was necessary for him to keep me from getting him.

To this, I would make rules as we were going along. I would say that he could grab me anywhere... except for "here". "Here" was always the spot he had just grabbed. Of course, as we were going along, the places that he could use to hold me down would dwindled very quickly with my constant saying of "Not here".

I too wrestle with my girls. I have four of them and I am still at a point where I am strong enough to hold them back. We usually wrestle on my bed with all four girls gaining up on me and me pushing them off, carefully keeping them from falling off the bed. They haven't learned to say "Not here" yet. When they read this post, they will learn... maybe I shouldn't post this. They are getting big and it is getting more and more difficult to fight them off.

That's okay... I have a secret weapon... "Not here!"