I had read the following article, Why French Parents are Superior. Then the book came out and Dave rented it from the library for me. I soaked it up. It's filled with such great stuff. Stuff to remember and apply, but also stuff to take with a grain of salt.
Does this scene sound familiar:
"Bean (Pamela's daughter) would take a brief interest in the food, but within a few minutes she was spilling salt shakers and tearing apart sugar packets. Then she demanded to be sprung from her high chair so she could dash around the restaurant and bolt dangerously toward the docks."
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"I started noticing that the French families around us didn't look like they were sharing our mealtime agony. Weirdly, they looked like they were on vacation. French toddlers were sitting contentedly in their high chairs, waiting for their food, or eating fish and even vegetables. There was no shrieking or whining."
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