“You aren’t leaving the table till you finish evey bit of xxxx!”
I don’t agree with that.
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I think that was the point I was making.
In the annals of bad parenting, I put broccoli in front of my daughter that hated it. She refused to eat it. I said to her, “but I thought it was your favorite food.” After a few minutes of argument, she decided that she loved broccoli. I guess I got my money’s worth out of my psych classes, which makes me want to buy a lot of tin foil and make hats.