Kiddo#4 had not been shorn since birth. At 13 months, he’d become the epitomy of a hairy-hairy.
I’d prepared him for this by getting him used to me playing with his hair. With the oldest kiddos entertaining him, I removed this from his noggin:
With the following result:
It’s like looking at a different kid now, and it makes me sad. He looks older, more boyish. He still looks like his sibs, but he looks less like Kiddo#2 than he did yesterday morning.
After I sheared the boy, I went out to shear the lawn. Because of Health Fail, my Patient Husband cannot mow the lawn for another four weeks (no pushing). He taught Kiddo#1 to mow the lawn, and I was supervising. But at one stand of grass that was easily 12 inches tall (our first mowing of the season) I took over.
The reason I mention this? Because it was my first time mowing the lawn, and I realized that while my Patient Husband mows in orderly lines, I mow in boxes. He’s an engineer; I’m a writer. I mentally cordoned off the lawn into distinct shapes (it’s an uneven plot, totally non-symmetric) and started mowing segments of lawn rather than “the entire gosh-darned lawn.”
For me, that’s easier: mowing “the lawn” takes an hour. Mowing “this patch here” takes 7 minutes. Then I mow “that segment by the trees” and “this part in front of the shed” and the whole thing takes…an hour. But during that hour, I get a separate feeling of accomplishment seven or eight times.
You wouldn’t think a person’s Myers-Briggs personality type would affect lawn mowing, for goodness sakes. But this does seem a microcosm of how my husband and I approach problems. I divide them into small questions and handle each segment as it relates to the big problem. Whereas my husband works to solve the problem.
In effect, what happens is that big problems overwhelm him whereas I impossibly complicate tiny issues that could be solved in four seconds by a sane person. But on the other hand, I multitask very well, and he buckles down to finish what he’s started.
It’s the perfect complementarity, if you think of it. There are times when each approach is most appropriate, and we handle a crisis better by using both perspectives.
The lawn is no longer a hairy-hairy. The baby is no longer a hairy-hairy either. And I’ve found it intriguing how different people approach the same hairy problems.