Alone Time
This morning I was driving Alexader to a friend’s house when Jane called. I was supposed to pick her up from her sleepover close to 11am, but she wanted to know if I could pick her up closer to 1pm, and maybe her friend could come with her?
I said yes. Jane is a social girl.
Alexander remarked that Jane has had a sleepover every single night of the Winter Break. She has had no more than an hour a day alone, the rest of the break has been spent with friends.
Alexander noted that Jane likes to spend about 75% of her life with other people, and only about 25% alone, but he went on to say, “I’m the exact opposite. I want to be with friends about 25% of the day and then I love my days alone.”
My kids are different than each other in just about every way. Their preferences as well as their talents are diverse, and sometimes pleasing both kids is simply impossible. One child needs to learn to accommodate the other.
Mr. G and I are different as well. He hates a crowd, and I love one. We both need more time alone than most, and perhaps that’s why we enjoy our lives together.
Alexander and I have retreated to opposite ends of the house. Later we will sit together quietly. It’s nice. It’s what he likes.