I was never much of a romantic. When my wife and I were dating, my idea of a romantic dinner was treating her to the surf and turf. I was never going to be confused with Casanova and knew more about San Juan than being Don Juan. But after becoming a parent, I learned a few things from my children. Marshmallow Science Don't tell me about Freud, the Rorshach method or the Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory.
Pop psychology takes a back seat to a new twist on the modern marshmallow.
The key in determining one's temparment, creativity, their desire to go for the gusto or go with the flow is directly related to the manner and method by which they roast a marshmallow. A parody of the letters you find in the Holiday Cards every year. It's pretty much an unwritten rule of life that when one gets married they enter into a world of family dynamics completely different from their own. Having alternating Thanksgivings with my wife's West Coast clan and my Midwest family, my children are befuddled as to how such completely opposite families could have produced such similar people as their mother and father. One of life's unexplained mysteries.