A while ago, a colleague of mine and I were reflecting on the numerous things we forget about our babies and how these moments, as they happen, seem unforgettable.
I am glad I log many facts on Adrien’s life (among which, his blog), and there are the photos I take and the videos too.
Vlad: INTJ (I 50, N 30, T 30, J 10) [Mastermind]
Renaud: ESTJ (E 10, S 10, T 20, J 10) [Supervisor]
Coralie: ISTJ (I 70, S 70, T 10, J 60) [Inspector]
That makes an absolute majority of TJs, a majority of Is and Ss, and an absolute minority of E.
I wonder what Amy would say about our results 😉 (I hold Amy to be *the* MBTI specialist, although she would humbly deny it).
Beat around the bush?
Shake like a leaf?
Hold out an olive branch?
Nip in the bud?
Go the whole nine yards?
Dig the dirt?
Not let the grass grow under your feet?
Be out of your tree?
Not see the wood for the trees?
And when you’re done, do you come out smelling of roses?
I didn’t understand why it was dangerous to get married, nor did I understand what was laughable about it. But nevermind, as the adult world was still very foreign to me.
Years later I was in an Italian train and spotted a notice by a window: “E pericoloso sporgersi” which meant it was dangerous to lean out of the window. Aha. Now it made sense!
However the mystery remains ; what made this person often say “E pericoloso sposersi” and laugh? Perhaps he had an omnipresent wife…