M attended and graduated from law school with me and about 120 other confused souls. She is currently pursuing a M.S.W., but is also enjoying being a new mother. For the record, M is the woman in the picture, while her baby, E, is the baby in the picture that looks like a baby looks. M seems pretty reasonable as a parent and person, so I wondered if she and her husband had yet decided how they were going to raise baby E. For the most part, they hadn't made any long-term decisions about parenting, but instead were going to listen to and observe their child, then react accordingly. The big exception to the figure-it-out-as-she-grows parenting style is that M and her husband have already agreed that they will not use corporal punishment. Good to hear.
I wonder, though, if the figure-it-out method would work for a couple that had diametrically opposed views. My wife and I talk sometimes about what we think our parenting style would be if we were to have children, but we don't give it a ton of thought, nor do I believe there is a need. I think that's partly because we think so similarly on everything else that it would only make sense that our parenting styles would closely align. If we were at opposite ends of the political spectrum, for example, then perhaps I'd be more concerned, but that's not the case. Rather, we agree on just about everything. Perhaps that's why we're together and why we're happy. I've heard that differences make the world go round, but I don't think I'd want very many of any consequence within my marriage.
At any rate, it was cool to meet up with baby E and with M, especially now that she's a mother. At the risk of offending law school M, I liked mother M even better.
Last night, our neighbors, S and R, came over to play some four-handed cribbage with me and my wife. I'd call them our nextdoor neighbors, but even that term would give the impression that they live further away from us than they really do. We live in a sweet condo building together, and their door is about eight feet away from ours. Being in such close proximinty to one another, one might think that we had spent a considerable amount of time together, but we hadn't. My wife and I had played cribbage with S once before and had also spent time with her at our condo's book club, but that was about it. And I don't think either of us had even met R. We definitely could've, but we just hadn't.
At some point during my first road trip, S sent us a message and asked us if we wanted to get together once I'd returned. I think it was prompted by seeing my mug somewhere, perhaps online, on TV, or in the newspaper. Again, nothing was preventing us from doing this on any given day since we had moved in last year, but this project just seemed to be the catalyst that finally got it to happen. That's just one more funny thing, both about this project and my life generally. When I start doing things, things start happening for me. They aren't always good, or even of consequence, but they happen nonetheless, and they remind me that my life is so much more interesting when I actually live it.