Posts Tagged ‘personality’

Stubborn Way

19 October 2011

Dear J-

Everyone always blames changes in the weather for the colds that they get but since our vacation, it’s been raiining, then hot, and now foggy again. Naturally we have been sick in some mild form or another but I’m chalking that up to having the kids in daycare and being able to freely swap viruses back and forth. Because of finances (or lack thereof) we’re pulling Calcifer out of daycare later: the double hit of another kid with the loss of the second income has meant that certain measures have to be adopted: belt-tightening is not unreasonable but I wonder about the social lessons so early on, already.

It’s interesting but not especially instructive to compare the two kids as they grow up as there are similarities — these two look remarkably like each other, as expected — and differences — how they deal with things. Calcifer has been unhappy with us lately which means either that he’s cutting more teeth or going through a growth spurt: you can tell by the way he hoovers up his food, and the frequency of his meals. He’s also very much more bonded to theVet, and calms down almost immediately once she picks him up, whereas he’ll rigidly arch away from me and, if necessary, twist as well. So having figgy in daycare has been good for her — she is a social rockstar in the way only four-year-olds can be, various classmates exclaiming her name excitedly as she shows up or when we run into them at stores and restaurants.

It’s a world that theVet and I don’t necessarily understand, as our first contacts with the outside world were preschool at four and I remember sitting around feeling lonely and hotly embarrassed at times by the attention that only “Michael Row the Boat Ashore” could bring, not precisely knowing or trusting what I did in front of the other kids.yesterday she came up to me and declared that we had forgotten a bouncy house and pinata for her last birthday party, and could we remember for next time, please. It’s hard to put a personality on Calcifer now because he’s mute and we don’t know what’s going on inside, necessarily, but I see signs of the same stubborn insistence already.

Mike

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Day 01: Who Are You?

22 March 2010

Dear J-

What did we learn today? Well, just lately, that I’m no match for the teeny little 3-mile hike around the grounds here; I managed to bring along a tripod that had no real value added, and what’s more, I used said tripod to help smash my camera into the ground, breaking a lens in the process. Sooner or later the ache in my feet will quiet to the point where I can think about heading down for dinner. Secondly, that there is literally no service here for anyone that’s not on Verizon — it may be helpful to get a prepaid phone just for the week if you like to, say, hear your family once in a while. The actual work of the day was devoted to examining your personality type (Briggs-Myers) and then teasing meaning from those four letters.

I am INFP, which corresponds to introverted (vice extroverted), intuitive (vice systematic), feeling (vice thinking), and perceiving (vice judging). The traits are just as the assessment predicts: saying that I tend to withdraw when faced with difficulty, and I tend towards idealism and loyalty. Yes, this day did nothing to dispel the notion that we’d spend a lot of time talking about our feelings this week, but I also have to remember that it was a day that wasn’t spent out here last time this class went through — the real meat is supposed to come out tomorrow.

Hopefully I haven’t managed to screw myself up by spending too much time out on the trail today. We are as yet a fairly new crew: no fights, no satori moments of creativity. Time will tell if that’s enough to get us through this week; based on what I’ve seen so far (one day, remember) we have yet to be truly challenged. Yes, should be fun, and I’m getting more used to the idea of pulling on a leadership mantle, whether immediate or eventual. The valuable lesson today: while you may not fit neatly into one of the sixteen little boxes of Briggs-Myers, your personality may be adequately prescribed and predicted by one. It’s not to say that you’re predictable — just that we all need to figure out what works best for each of us.

Mike

figgy Rises

20 July 2008

Dear J-

It’s fun to watch figgy develop her personality further; we’re not so far beyond the I-want, but there’s glimmers of the person she’ll be.  Eating meals with her now becomes a group affair; squawks of protest greet every attempt to eat without sharing some of what you’ve got.  Here we’ve got to tread a little carefully, as eggs (and possibly peanuts) make her break out in hives — that stuff is everywhere, man.

With increased mobility (now featuring the Frankenstein’s Monster walk), the cats are no longer safe.  Unfortunately, that generally means trying to pick them up by the fur, or demonstrating love through direct pressure across the ribcage with her 80th percentile head (our pediatrician measures height, weight, and head circumference, assigning a “this is how many babies, percent-wise, that are smaller than this particular measurement” number).  I swear, one of the cats got up and wheezed for a few moments after a love hug.

And meanwhile, she keeps up her busy routines:  organizing (books on shelves apparently offend her), cleaning (ditto for used baby wipes in the trash can), and identifying (excited about airplanes, dogs, and birds; other babies, grudgingly, but boy does she go to town on her food).

Mike