Dear Jack: Your Favorite Vacation Ever

13 years, 8 months.

Dear Jack,

Turns out, I was right regarding how you would feel about experiencing the Pacific West coast for the first time.

Our first morning there, I took you out on Nye Beach. You were surprised by the chilly, choppy water; which was in obvious contrast to the beaches you have known in Florida.

Like me, you were mesmerized by the dreamy, never-ending ocean; further shrouded in mystery by the dense fog.

You enjoyed discovering the new marine life you have never been exposed to.

The “quicksand” also provided a bit of entertainment for you as well.

As we left Nye Beach that first full day in Nye Beach, you told me, “Daddy, this is the best beach I have ever been to.”

A few days later, as our family had just finished our giant dune buggy tour, you announced, “This is the best vacation we have ever been on!”

I’m so glad you feel about way. I agree.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: You Definitely Weren’t Afraid of the Giant Dune Buggy Ride!

8 years, 3 months.

Dear Holly,

I admit- I definitely had my reservations about you going on the “intense” version of the giant dune buggy tour while we were on our family vacation in Oregon.

By all means, this was not a kids’ ride. Let’s just say that if it were a ride at Disney World, you certainly would not have been tall enough.

The entire time, I held on to you tightly so you wouldn’t be afraid.

But you weren’t.

Once the 30 minute tour was over, you immediately declared, “That was fun!”

To be sure, I asked you, “You really weren’t scared, not even at the beginning?”

You simply laughed off the notion.

Love,

Daddy

Our Enneagram 3W4 Family Vacation to Oregon: A Unique Experience Achieved!

Over the past few years, I have come to the conclusion that the definition of the word “fun” can drastically change, depending on who you ask.

For me, I simply ask a few questions to qualify whether I will perceive the event as fun… or pure agony:

“Do I have to pay to park? Will I need to wait in a line or make a reservation to get in? Will I be surrounded by crowds of people who I can’t have meaningful conversations with?”

If the answer is yes to any of those questions, I will certainly be miserable.

I’m somewhat surprised I haven’t yet ordered the t-shirt from Amazon that says, “This is my ‘I don’t want to be here’ shirt”, for such occasions.

Clearly, I don’t belong on a cruise ship or in the downtown of big cities or at theme parks. It’s not that I am anti-social. In fact, I have recently come to the conclusion that I am actually the most extraverted person in the room, most of the time. (My Myers-Briggs is ENFJ. The “E” stands for extraverted.)

I need to be connecting with people in meaningful ways, in order to have fun. It has been my experience and observation over the years that paying to park, standing in lines, and being in the middle of loud crowds are all the antithesis to this.

This past week, I reached a milestone in my life: For the first time ever as a family, we went on a vacation that all four of us equally loved.

Why? Well, sure- it helps that the kids are older and more mature now.

But it is primarily because our trip to the Oregon coast fulfilled all of our needs as individuals-  and as a family.

Yes, I am going to make this about Enneagram. (As you know, I have a book coming out about it, so surely you will understand my fascination of seeing social dynamics through that lens.)

In our family of four, we have no one with an Enneagram 7; not even as a wing. It is actually the only number that goes completely unrepresented in our family’s lineup. Interestingly, 7s are the official “fun” number of Enneagram: the life of the party.

Enneagram 7 is also the epitome of FOMO: the fear of missing out.

I (jokingly?) imagine most Enneagram 7s would probably not be happy unless they were at a very “exciting” place where they do have to pay to park, wait in lines, and be surrounded by plenty of sights and sounds in a large crowd. Because to them, those things generate the concept of excitement: Nothing draws a crowd like a crowd…

As for me, I have JOMO: the joy of missing out.

I truly get a thrill out of avoiding all the things that most people seem to get all excited by. I instead seek the unique experiences that are off the beaten path; the ones that are much less marketable.

Based on our recent successful vacation to Oregon, I can see how my wife and kids are actually wired in a similar way, regarding what constitutes as a “fun” family vacation.

I am Enneagram 9 Wing 8: I am constantly seeking to manage the energy equilibrium of harmony (9), which I tend to find by overcoming challenges (8).

My wife is Enneagram 3 Wing 4: She is constantly seeking a sense of achievement (3), which she tends to find by planning unique and authentic experiences (4). (In her own words: “I like to be surrounded by beautiful things.”)

Our son is Enneagram 5 Wing 4: He is constantly seeking to gather knowledge (5), which he tends to find by immersing himself in unique and overlooked experiences (4).

Our daughter is Enneagram 2 Wing 3: She is constantly seeking ways to help and give to others (2), which she tends to find by chasing a sense of achievement (3).

Whereas there is no “fun” Enneagram 7 in our family, there are two numbers that show up twice:

My wife shares a 3 (The Achiever) with our daughter and a 4 with our son (The Individualist).

What that means is that a common theme in our family is to achieve and to be unique.

Funny thing is, when I graduated high school 25 years ago in 1999, I “achieved” (Enneagram 3) the Who’s Who award for “One and Only” (Enneagram 4); as voted by my classmates.

Yet I am the only member of my family without either an Enneagram 3 or 4 as my main number or wing.

However, “achieving” and “being unique” perfectly translate into my Enneagram 9 Wing 8 desire to manage the energy equilibrium of harmony (achieving), which I tend to find by overcoming challenges (finding ways to be unique).

During our weeklong family vacation in Oregon, we went on a giant dune buggy tour, we hiked to explore various natural wonders on the Pacific Coast, and we relaxed in the clean mountain air while detached from the distractions of the rest of the world.

So yeah, no Disney cruise ships for us.

Dear Holly: Your Brother Now Tolerates Your Affection?

8 years, 2 months.

Dear Holly,

I took nearly 500 pictures of our family on vacation this past week in Oregon.

Surprisingly, in one of them, I was able to capture a glimpse of your brother tolerating your affection, in the form of you hanging onto his arm.

Though his body language appeared somewhat detached, the fact that he allowed you to cling onto him was basically the equivalent of him actually saying out loud:

“I love you, too.”

I have watched for the past few years how you have officially longed for his approval.

Looks like you’re getting there.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Dogs Always Find Their Way to You

13 years, 8 months.

Dear Jack,

One of our first stops on our family vacation trip to Oregon this summer was when we checked out Thor’s Well in Yachats.

As I stood back and took pictures of you exploring the area, I thought to myself, “What? Where did that dog come from?”

But then I reminded myself: Dogs instinctively see you as one of their own kind.

Later on in the week while visiting the town of Florence, our family took a walk out to the coast after dinner one night. As we reached closer to the water, a dog jumped in to fetch a big stick his owner had just thrown in.

The dog looked up at his owner, but then he saw you. He made the executive decision to run up to you to give you the stick to throw in the water.

I would be amazed, but it makes perfect sense to me.

Your spirit animal is clearly a Labrador Retriever.

Love,

Daddy