Age brings wisdom. I figured out at once that before Klara’s music lessons on Saturday mornings, I need to take her out for 2 hours of intense physical activity. Then, she’ll be tired enough to sit and listen to the teacher’s instructions instead of trying to topple the potted plants, tear posters off the walls, and catch fishes in the fish-tank.
The downside is that after 2 hours of intense physical activity with a toddler I’m wiped out and all I’m good for is to sit at the music lesson with a dumb grin, a dribble of saliva, and glazed over eyes. The teacher stares because I can’t follow the simplest instructions. I suspect she tells people that this school hires total imbeciles as professors.