There was only one tiny bathroom, no table, no window. But the real point is what English assume, culturally. In England, children and babies have separate spaces, unless there is extra infrastructure for them (play parks, high chairs). They are hived off, separate, often invisible.
In Portugal, they are not. Children are everywhere, in restaurants, even late at night, cafés, shops, behaving like children, but integrated. And they belong to the whole family.
Great chapter.
Thank you!
As always, such a pleasure to read.
Thank you, Maria!
Feeding in the same room I can handle, but not changing. It’s why bathrooms have doors and windows you can open. Great title btw
They’re much better behaved anywhere except in the UK. It still doesn’t mean I want to smell someone else’s excreta, whatever size they are.
Baby poop when they're breast fed is the sweetest poop you'd ever smell.
But you know, of course, the whole idea of where and when we poop is a cultural construction? As is the idea of what we like, or not.
It’s not an experiment I’m willing to take part in. And yes, obviously it’s a cultural thing. And in my culture, one doesn’t.
And children… seen but not heard.
I wish. That went out a long, long time ago. But hey, I can still remember how that music made me smile.
There was only one tiny bathroom, no table, no window. But the real point is what English assume, culturally. In England, children and babies have separate spaces, unless there is extra infrastructure for them (play parks, high chairs). They are hived off, separate, often invisible.
In Portugal, they are not. Children are everywhere, in restaurants, even late at night, cafés, shops, behaving like children, but integrated. And they belong to the whole family.