You want to know the secret to raising good kids?”“ What’s that? asked Thomas.“High expectations.” Thomas laughed. “Alright, well what’s the secret to a happy marriage?” Clyde smiled back, but his face started to fall, and he chose his words carefully. “… Low expectations.

Chris Nicolaisen
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The secret to raising good children is to set ever-higher expectations. The secret to a happy marriage is to set low expectations.

Source: The Life And Death Of The Ericsons

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