Dear Holly: Coming to See Me at the Play

9 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Last week while Grandma was visiting and staying with us, in part so she could see me perform in the play, she stayed in your bedroom; which meant I was gracious enough to let you sleep on the floor of our bedroom on a blow-up mattress all week.

You made yourself at home, even setting up a special corner for one of your stuffed animals as well.

I think it was like a fun camping trip for you!

 

Love,

Daddy

You Don’t Choose Your Family

It’s so obvious, yet I’ve never really given it much thought until now: You choose your spouse and you choose your friends… but you don’t choose your family.

That means you have to learn to appreciate all the quirks of your family members… as they have to learn to deal with yours!

One of the trends you may remember from this past  Christmas was where families were posting their customized and personalized matching “Most Likely” t-shirts.

Thanks to my sister-in-law Jen, our family was able to participate in this fun trend. She was certainly accurate in choosing the most appropriate shirt for each member of our family.

That is interesting and fascinating to me:

People outside of your own immediate family can often pinpoint a particular fun character trait for each person… perhaps better than if you chose one for yourself.

My wife is the event planner of our family: “Mostly likely to organize the presents”. Our son is the curious, activity-based one: “Mostly likely to go fishing with Santa.” Our daughter is basically a personified kitten: “Most likely to be the cutest.”  And me… I don’t want to be told what to do, especially if it’s what everyone else is doing: “Most likely to hate this shirt.”

While my wife and I certainly did choose to spend our lives together, we didn’t fill out paperwork to choose our kids’ personalities… nor did they choose what their parents’ personalities would be like.

Especially due to the fact I am certified in Enneagram personality assessment, I see the potentially conflicting dynamics even more clearly than most people might.

I also can’t help but notice the obvious patterns in which people tend to choose their spouse and friends based on the person either A) being one of the Enneagram numbers next to their own or B) in their path of growth or stress.

For example, my wife is Enneagram 2 and I am Enneagram 8. When she is in stress mode, her personality morphs into an 8, which is my main number.

Similarly, when I am at my best, my personality morphs into hers: As an Enenagram 8, I act more like a 2.

In other words, we naturally understandly each other at our best and worst.

I also know several married couples who fit this dynamic where one spouse is Enneagram 6 and they are married to an Ennagram 9. Same concept: They become each other at either their best or worst.

When people don’t marry their “growth/stress” number in Enneagram, they tend to marry the number next to them. For example, it is pretty common for an Ennneagram 1 to be married to either an Enneagram 9 or an Enneagram 2: both of which are the numbers next to them.

These patterns exist in friendships as well: We naturally gravitate towards people who “get us”, though they are not just like us.

With all that being said, your kids may not conveniently happen to be your “Enneagram neighbor” or in your growth/stress path. That means it requires extra effort to understand them.

Or as I said earlier, you have to learn to appreciate all the quirks of your family members… as they have to learn to deal with yours.

I would theorize that this is why it is pretty common for employers, churches, and community groups to proclaim, “We’re all like a big family here!”

Translation: We didn’t necessarily choose each other individually, but we have figured out how to work with each other’s strengths and how to work around each other’s weaknesses.

It was only a year ago that I was finally able to be honest with myself, after hearing constantly unanimous feedback from family, friends, and coworkers who truly know me in real life… that my Enneagram number is 8… also known as “the challenger”.

If you Google, “Which Enneagram is the hardest to live with?”, my number immediately is the one that comes up. I finally owned up to it and made it official at my wife’s work party where they featured a customizable hat bar. I borrowed the words of Taylor Swift for my hat:

“It’s me. Hi! I’m the problem. It’s me!”

So the next time you become accutely aware of another person’s quirks, just ask yourself, “Uh oh… what quirks of mine do other people have to deal with?”

I am the exception. I am perfectly normal in every way… obviously!

 

 

Dear Holly: Your Brother Seems Nicer to You Now?

9 years, 7 months.

Dear Holly,

One of our family’s traditions is to go to Mentone Market for dinner on Saturday nights. Part of that ritual includes us stopping by the Dollar General at the bottom of the mountain on the way home, so that you and your brother and Mommy can get some kind of candy treat.

While we were there, your brother bought a $5 Zen Fountain; conisting of water flowing up through some stones that came with it.

Your brother decided he wanted to add some more stones to it, so he invited you to go on a ride with him in his UTV to the creek to pick out some new rocks.

Once the two of you collected them, you spent the next couple of days working on the Zen Fountain as a project together.

He also is now regularly giving you his toys that he would otherwise give away. Just a few years ago, he was so proud to order these hilarious plush slippers that look like sneakers.

You proudly accepted them as your own now. I love the way the two of you are getting along these days!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Your New Quarter Zip Pullover

15 years, 1 month.

Dear Jack,

I observed how over the past month or so, you have been curious about owning a quarter zip pullover. I definitely remember what it was like being a teenage boy, when my wardrobe was mostly just cool/weird t-shirts and baggy pants, but how I still had a couple collared shirts and one pair of chino pants for when I needed to wear something nice.

Last Friday night after work and school, we made our way to Scottsboro for a Publix and TJ Maxx run. The one thing you sought out while we were there was a quarter zip pullover; as I could tell you wanted another “nice” item to be able to wear.

Fate would have it, our family ended up on stage at church on Sunday, as our family was asked to light the advent candles. You got to debut your quarter zip pullover.

Our friends Mohamad and Lena also happened to drive over from Tennessee to visit us here in Alabama last weekend as well. When Mohamad took a photo of all of us together at our house, what did you decide to throw on?

Your quarter zip pullover.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Lego Advent Calendar

9 years, 7 months.

Dear Holly,

Every morning this month after you have woken up, you have immediately checked your Lego Advent Calendar; to see what new Lego item you get to unlock for the day.

Saturday morning, I just happened to wake up earlier than usual and so did you. Therefore, I was able to witness you being able to carry out your December morning routine.

You were so happy to find a Lego dog with a wheelchair.

I am appreciating how the days leading up to Christmas are just as exciting as the actual holiday.

And I’m still just so happy we ourselves don’t have to travel anymore for Christmas!

 

Love,

Daddy