The French, they're just like us!

So I had another wonderful dinner with my host family tonight. We had two additional dinner companions, two of my host mother's friends, but my host dad and host sister were just as enchantingly fiesty as ever. I've realized over the past couple weeks, while observing the interactions between my host sister and host father, that fathers and youngest children, if that child is a girl, have a very particular relationship. I know this originally from my interactions with my own father (I'm the youngest and a female), but my theory is only but strengthened by my observations of other father-youngest daughter pairings. In my opinion, this relationship is illustrated by heated arguments (... debates... conversations... comme tu veux) where neither side will budge and no solution is ever found, but just forgotten until the next time. I believe it's because as far as I have experienced, father-youngest daughter pairs are usually very similar in personality (and temperament...) while also, because the daughter is the youngest, we spend the most time with just us and dad (and bien-sur, mom, but we're not talking about her here) when we are old enough to actually have our own intelligent opinions and old enough to be bold stubborn enough to fight for those opinions. At dinner tonight, my host sister and host dad augured over what I believe was how expensive it is to live in Paris (oh be nice! I understand SO MUCH more French than I did when I got here just three short months ago, but I'm definitely still learning and there's only so much you can do when five fluent French speakers are all talking (and talking over each other) in their most causal (and fast) French, not worrying about pronouncing every syllable just right for the slow American) which ended not with one of them conceding, but with a handshake that I'm pretty sure meant that they were making a bet on something they wouldn't ever actually look up later. It's exactly something me and my father would do, I can almost hear the words in my head... 'Agree to disagree..' Hahah

I have a couple other cross-culture theories on father-youngest daughter pairs that I've developed further since having a front-row seat to the going-ons of another 'fyd' pair, but that's a post for another day. For now, I must go to sleep instead of doing anything and everything else I must do, such as study for my final tomorrow, finish my final paper that is due Thursday, or, you know, finish packing. Buuuutt... That's totes not happening, so GOOD NIGHT!