Why haven’t I written a book yet? Oh right, because I’m too busy parenting and being irritated by these goofy books. First there was the Tiger Mom. Now Pamela Druckerman is getting on the same gravy train sharing her parenting wisdom in Bringing Up Bébé: One American Mother Discovers the Wisdom of French Parenting. zzzzzzz.
Sorry, I must have dozed off there for a minute. The only thing more boring than these totally reductive tracts valorizing one culture’s parenting over another are the ridonkulous headlines cooked up by the WSJ when they excerpt them. Tiger Mom got “Why Chinese Mothers Are Superior,” and now Druckerman gets this highly original doozy: “Why French Parents Are Superior.”
I’m actually more likely to read a book about why French women don’t get fat (which I totally wouldn’t read because I don’t eat dairy) than I am to read any of these books. If you feel like you need to look across an ocean for parenting wisdom then yes, you are probably doing it wrong. Then again, maybe I’m a chump. I should be writing one of these stupid books and getting paid. I have nothing against parenting books but I prefer mine by developmental specialists, not Francophiles or mothers who identify with big cats.
