How we choose to raise our children and the lessons we decide to ingrain in them from an early age differs from parent to parent.
It’s only natural, of course. Some mothers and fathers take a more disciplined approach, for example, while others prefer to let their kids go through a try and fail cycle so that they can learn right and wrong through their own experiences.
Now, for the most part, how one chooses to style their son or daughter’s upbringing is their business, no one else’s. Yet that doesn’t stop people commenting and criticizing online every time a debate is sparked over some parental decision or another…
I remember when I was younger, doing chores was considered part and parcel of everyday life. I mean for me and my siblings, of course, not only my mother.
Doing dishes, making beds, helping to prepare food before mealtimes… the list goes on and on.
I understand times change, but in my mind getting children to help out with tasks around the house – providing there’s no danger involved – is a great way to instill values and a worth ethic that will come in handy later on.
It seems, though, that not everyone agrees. According to reports, one mother found this out the hard way a few years back after she uploaded pictures of her son and shared her method of giving him chores to do with the internet.
The mom in question, 22-year-old Nikkole Paulun, reportedly explained how she proudly put her 7-year-old son, Lyle, to work around the house, where he would help out with things like cooking and cleaning.
Nothing too dramatic, I’m sure we can all agree, but that didn’t stop online detractors from verbally attacking her and expressing concern over the potential impact on the child’s emotional well-being.
The bulk of the critics targeted the fact that the mother had shared her son’s chores online, not only potentially making other parents question themselves, but also flagging the idea that the child might not want to have his daily activities shared with a large number of strangers online.
One woman went as far as to write in the comments that Nikkole couldn’t just let her child “be your slave. Or to do the chores that you yourself don’t want to do.”
Another wrote: “So I take it you can do everything ur teaching ur son to do or are you just putting pressure on ur child?”
A third added: “Don’t get me wrong… a child should know responsibility. .. but should not be operating a stove that young.“
A fourth wrote: “Lazy mother’s are sweeping the country. It’s good to teach them while they’re young but i notice alot of these single mom’s are just raising their boy’s to be the man that they wish they always had.“
There were many who defended Nikkole in the comments, too, with her post gaining viral status after it garnered over 8,000 comments and 156,000 interactions on Facebook.
Nikkole herself insisted that she enjoys doing housework and that her son Lyle “just helps along the way & earns allowance as well.
What’s more, she added that her then-one-year-old daughter, Ellie, would be following in her elder siblings steps and doing the same thing when she was a little older.
What do you think to Nikkole’s parenting approach and the criticism she got for it? Let us know your thoughts in the comments box.
My SIL Called Me Cheap for Giving Her Son an ‘Embarrassing‘ Handmade Gift
My SIL Called Me Cheap for Giving Her Son an ‘Embarrassing‘ Handmade Gift
Delve into my jaw-dropping tale about an arrogant sister-in-law (SIL) and her new husband who thought I was their doormat. My story has a shocking revelation with a juicy twist that left my SIL at my mercy! You won’t want to miss what I said that had her and her husband groveling!
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I never imagined my brother’s legacy would be entwined with 3D-printed wooden toys and heartfelt craftsmanship. Yet, here I was, on the eve of my nephew Alex’s third birthday, assembling his gift in the quiet of his backyard, under a canvas of stars.
My brother had left us too soon, with Alex missing out on knowing him as he passed before the boy was welcomed. However, his spirit lived on in the laughter of my nephew and the woodwork that filled their home.
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Sarah, once my sister-in-law (SIL), now remarried to Dave, had always welcomed my handmade wooden toy gifts and furniture with warmth and adoration. I believed Alex loved his custom stuff, and his mother had always seemed grateful.
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But the atmosphere had shifted.
The day of the party, as I put the final touches on the handmade table and chairs set, I noticed Dave smirking.
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Sarah approached me, and she rolled her eyes. Her words were laced with an unexpected chill as she said, “Really, another handmade gift? I’ve wanted to tell you this for years! All your ‘gifts’ are embarrassing. With your fancy job, you could splash some cash!”
“Don’t you think Alex deserves something… store-bought for a change?” Her tone was sharp, like a cold wind that you didn’t see coming.
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Stunned, I struggled for words. “Sarah, I thought… Alex loves these. They’re made with—”
“Love? Love doesn’t fund a future, does it?” She cut me off, her gaze piercing. “We’re talking about his education, his well-being. Not some… cheap hobby of yours,” she dismissively waved her hand.
I felt a sting, a mix of disbelief and hurt. The conversation was abruptly interrupted by my mother, who, overhearing, stepped in with a stern reminder. “Let’s not forget the trust that’s been set up for Alex, thanks to his father. A trust that’s already shaping his future.”
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Sarah’s face flushed with embarrassment, a silent acknowledgment of her oversight.
I was so shocked that I walked out of the event but kept visiting my nephew. According to my mother, who remained behind, the rest of the party passed in a blur of forced smiles and uneaten cake.
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A few months later, my SIL, now expecting twins, called me speaking cheerily asking, “Could you make some duplicates of the stuff you gave us? We need two sets now for the twins.”
The audacity of her request took me by surprise. “After you called my gifts an embarrassment? Why would I—”
“It’s not like that,” she hurriedly explained. “I… We value what you do. It’s just that we need practical help now.”
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It took me a while to formulate my response where I said, “No,” because I was still reeling from her words. Her previous plea and cheery demeanor were immediately drowned out by her change of direction when she suddenly and arrogantly mentioned Alex’s trust fund, stating:
“Okay, we’ll just use the trust to buy what we need for the twins!”
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My SIL was referring to a $500,000 trust fund my brother had set up for my nephew! But there was one thing about it that she didn’t know and that’s when I dropped the bombshell:
“That fund? Accessing it for anything but Alex requires my signature. Surprised?”
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The line went silent. The revelation hit her like a bolt from the blue. I could hear her whispering what I’d just said to her husband before dropping the phone.
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Dave’s subsequent apology call was as empty as a hollow log and it was clear that he was making it to try and get back in my good books. I made it clear to Sarah that my role in Alex’s life was unchanged, but the trust, my brother’s legacy, was not a piggy bank for their whims.
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This unexpected turn of events reminded me of the complex web of family dynamics, yet it also reaffirmed my dedication to Alex. Amid the swings and wooden toy playsets, my bond with my nephew remained unbreakable, a testament to a promise made to a brother lost too soon.
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Every handcrafted gift was more than wood and nails; it was a bridge between the past and future, a beacon of love and memory in a world that often forgets the value of simple, heartfelt connections.
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In another tale of ungrateful family members, a woman taught her SIL a much-needed life lesson:
Imagine being at a fancy restaurant, celebrating your SIL’s bachelorette party, when suddenly, the night takes a turn. The scene: an upscale eatery, laughter fills the air, and then boom—a whopping $1,000 bill lands on your lap. The plot thickens as your SIL, Jenna, with a mix of entitlement and expectation, suggests you and your husband should cover the tab because, apparently, you’re rolling in dough and haven’t chipped in for her wedding!
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Caught off guard, but not out of the game, you hatch a plan. You pretend to agree, offering a faux apology to keep the peace, and hand the waiter a card you know won’t cover the bill. Fast forward, and the waiter returns, the card declined, leaving Jenna to awkwardly call her fia
ncé to bail her out. It’s a plot twist that would make a Hollywood screenplay jealous!
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But wait, there’s more! This incident isn’t just about a declined card; it’s a catalyst for change. Your husband, Alex, takes this moment to address long-standing issues of favoritism with his parents, leading to a family revelation and promises of better relationships. Jenna, embarrassed but enlightened, decides to work on her entitlement issues.
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In the end, what started as a night out turned into a lesson in family dynamics, personal growth, and the power of standing together with your partner. It’s a story of unexpected twists, personal revelations, and ultimately, reconciliation and growth. A true rollercoaster of emotions, cunning plans, and the kind of family drama that’s better experienced in a story than in real life!
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