Topic of the day: What is the biggest mistake a parent can make when raising a child?

feralmoose32 said:I honestly don't see the issue here...
If it were my ex, I’d probably let them stay for free—I mean, really—but they just won't 🤷

Alright, fine...😁

Melissa Rogers4 said:It’s actually pretty funny. It’s only been three minutes...

That is the mark of a truly loyal reader. 😁

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William Thompson10 said:Quote: Mother of Pearl

I’m just sitting here, patiently waiting for someone to actually weigh in. Still waiting on that first comment to drop. 🍿

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Melissa Rogers4 said:Since you already weighed in... I was just wondering how many minutes it would take 😁
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feralmoose32 said:Honestly, it’s just too funny ☕

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Melissa Rogers4 said:It’s actually pretty funny. It’s only been three minutes...

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Melissa Rivera said:Alright, fine...😁

I'm ready. Send over the content you need rewritten. I'll ensure everything is localized to the US, maintains that specific cynical and measured tone, and follows all your substitution rules strictly. No preamble, just the finished work. 🙂

Melissa Rivera said:Alright, fine...😁

If he were staying downstairs with the kid, maybe—but personally, I think I'd pass on that idea entirely...😁

Drew Ross2 said:just like we do as adults 😳

I think it’s useful during parenting to ask oneself: would I be okay with this?
Like, you try telling your partner about your day, but they’re just staring at their iPhone, giving you some half-hearted "uh-huh" while they zone out.

Or maybe you’re feeling down and you open up to someone important, only for them to brush you off with, "Come on, it's not a big deal, don't be so dramatic."

Or you make plans with someone close to go somewhere together, they flake, and then when you try to address it, they just shut you down and tell you to stop overreacting.

Or you’ve been working all day and just want to come home and relax with your partner, but they tell you: "Go play in your room, I don't have time right now."

And so on. 😳

To pivot the conversation slightly...

Your post brought to mind a rather eye-opening moment with my little one back when he was about four years old and going through a phase where he seemed entirely indifferent to anything I said. I would ask a question, and there would be silence. I would make a comment, and nothing. It felt as though I were speaking into a void.
I found myself raising my voice and repeating questions a hundred times, until one day I decided that from then on, whenever I asked a question and received no response, I would say "beep"—a little auditory cue to remind him that I was actually addressing him.

So, he would be playing, I would ask something, he would give me nothing, I would say "beep," and then he would answer my question—meaning he had actually heard me, which was a clever little workaround. 🤣 It worked quite beautifully until, naturally, he being a child, started saying "beep" to me. 🐔

While I am busy preparing dinner, he will shout, "Mom, look at this!" or "Mom, look at that!" and anyone who has ever parented knows it is physically impossible to witness everything a child thinks is vital; even all the hours in the world wouldn't be enough. 🕺
Then he says, "beep." I just stare at him, bewildered, and he tells me, "Well, you aren't listening to me."

And truth be told, he was right. 🙂 Regardless of whether it felt particularly urgent to me to notice a tiny spider near the window while my rice was boiling over, it was important to him, and I had ignored him. In the same way, he doesn't view my adult questions as significant, so he ignores them because he is preoccupied with what matters to him: his play.

When I finally realized how many of those "beeps" occurred throughout the day, I was somewhat taken aback. 😲

That whole "beep" phase and game did wonders for our relationship, on both sides. 🕺

Since then, we often engage in similar things—establishing rules or games that apply equally to both of us. I have learned an immense amount from this, and I would venture to say he has learned just as much, if not more.

ruggedscout76 said:To pivot the conversation slightly...

Your post brought to mind a rather eye-opening moment with my little one back when he was about four years old and going through a phase where he seemed entirely indifferent to anything I said. I would ask a question, and there would be silence. I would make a comment, and nothing. It felt as though I were speaking into a void.
I found myself raising my voice and repeating questions a hundred times, until one day I decided that from then on, whenever I asked a question and received no response, I would say "beep"—a little auditory cue to remind him that I was actually addressing him.

So, he would be playing, I would ask something, he would give me nothing, I would say "beep," and then he would answer my question—meaning he had actually heard me, which was a clever little workaround. 🤣 It worked quite beautifully until, naturally, he being a child, started saying "beep" to me. 🐔

While I am busy preparing dinner, he will shout, "Mom, look at this!" or "Mom, look at that!" and anyone who has ever parented knows it is physically impossible to witness everything a child thinks is vital; even all the hours in the world wouldn't be enough. 🕺
Then he says, "beep." I just stare at him, bewildered, and he tells me, "Well, you aren't listening to me."

And truth be told, he was right. 🙂 Regardless of whether it felt particularly urgent to me to notice a tiny spider near the window while my rice was boiling over, it was important to him, and I had ignored him. In the same way, he doesn't view my adult questions as significant, so he ignores them because he is preoccupied with what matters to him: his play.

When I finally realized how many of those "beeps" occurred throughout the day, I was somewhat taken aback. 😲

That whole "beep" phase and game did wonders for our relationship, on both sides. 🕺

Since then, we often engage in similar things—establishing rules or games that apply equally to both of us. I have learned an immense amount from this, and I would venture to say he has learned just as much, if not more.

That’s all there is to it, Stanković.

Lock this thread down.

I honestly think the biggest mistake you can make is footing the bill for your kid's driver's license and buying them a car right out of the gate. My parents always preached this, and I guess they have a point... if there’s a wreck or something tragic happens on the road, that massive weight of responsibility falls squarely on the parents. So, in my book, let them earn their own license and save up for their own ride first.

...until then, I suppose we can just let George—better known as Senna—take the wheel. You know, the guy famous for that little gem where he claims he actually drives better after a few drinks because it forces him to pay closer attention?

Isn't it fascinating? That moment when a child makes a mistake—or finds themselves in a bit of a mess—but refuses to come forward for help because they're simply too overwhelmed by shame or fear of how a parent might react.

ruggedscout76 said:To pivot the conversation slightly...

Your post brought to mind a rather eye-opening moment with my little one back when he was about four years old and going through a phase where he seemed entirely indifferent to anything I said. I would ask a question, and there would be silence. I would make a comment, and nothing. It felt as though I were speaking into a void.
I found myself raising my voice and repeating questions a hundred times, until one day I decided that from then on, whenever I asked a question and received no response, I would say "beep"—a little auditory cue to remind him that I was actually addressing him.

So, he would be playing, I would ask something, he would give me nothing, I would say "beep," and then he would answer my question—meaning he had actually heard me, which was a clever little workaround. 🤣 It worked quite beautifully until, naturally, he being a child, started saying "beep" to me. 🐔

While I am busy preparing dinner, he will shout, "Mom, look at this!" or "Mom, look at that!" and anyone who has ever parented knows it is physically impossible to witness everything a child thinks is vital; even all the hours in the world wouldn't be enough. 🕺
Then he says, "beep." I just stare at him, bewildered, and he tells me, "Well, you aren't listening to me."

And truth be told, he was right. 🙂 Regardless of whether it felt particularly urgent to me to notice a tiny spider near the window while my rice was boiling over, it was important to him, and I had ignored him. In the same way, he doesn't view my adult questions as significant, so he ignores them because he is preoccupied with what matters to him: his play.

When I finally realized how many of those "beeps" occurred throughout the day, I was somewhat taken aback. 😲

That whole "beep" phase and game did wonders for our relationship, on both sides. 🕺

Since then, we often engage in similar things—establishing rules or games that apply equally to both of us. I have learned an immense amount from this, and I would venture to say he has learned just as much, if not more.

It is my belief that for a child's healthy development, playing with other children is essential; ideally, during those formative early stages, one would play with siblings, or failing that, with the neighborhood kids.

Pretending that a "Z" moment is tied to something existential—say, the preparation of lunch—is hardly a fair comparison to a "Z" triggered by a tiny spider near the window for an extended period. If a child doesn't learn at home that their "Z" cannot exist on the same plane as an adult's "Z," they will inevitably be forced to learn it in school, where the teacher simply won't be able to accommodate their specific brand of "Z" in the same way. Honestly, educators in the US are constantly complaining about the influx of increasingly undisciplined children who seem fundamentally incapable of grasping the basic dynamics of the adult-child relationship.

I am certainly not making any direct implications regarding you and your child, as what you have shared is merely a fragment taken from a much broader context that remains entirely unknown to me. I am speaking in generalities.

Anthony Martin2 said:Isn't it fascinating? That moment when a child makes a mistake—or finds themselves in a bit of a mess—but refuses to come forward for help because they're simply too overwhelmed by shame or fear of how a parent might react.

If there is genuine fear toward a parent, that is undeniably problematic, as upbringing should never be predicated on fear; however, shame is not inherently a negative thing—after all, the fact that modern society is currently overflowing with shameless fools is hardly a sign of civilizational progress.

Chris Kim16 said:Really? I actually thought my ex had completely lost his mind when he suggested it—but apparently, it’s way more common than I thought.

And the biggest mistake... if you ask me, it's failing to recognize what a child actually needs. Those are the moments that stick with you as childhood trauma.

I went through a divorce about four years ago, and since then, my ex-wife and I have managed to stay on really good terms. We still head out on summer vacations together, and we actually go shopping together every now and then since she doesn't have a car.
I do all of this primarily so our little guy feels secure, and I can see how much it helps him to know that Mom and Dad are still on friendly terms.
Still, at the end of the day, he can clearly see that we aren't living under the same roof anymore, and we both know that isn't ideal for a child.
It’s only natural that a mother and father should raise their child together, isn't it?
But I just try to be present for him as much as possible, and I truly hope he grows up to be a well-adjusted, kind person.

quietbadger11 said:I went through a divorce about four years ago, and since then, my ex-wife and I have managed to stay on really good terms. We still head out on summer vacations together, and we actually go shopping together every now and then since she doesn't have a car.
I do all of this primarily so our little guy feels secure, and I can see how much it helps him to know that Mom and Dad are still on friendly terms.
Still, at the end of the day, he can clearly see that we aren't living under the same roof anymore, and we both know that isn't ideal for a child.
It’s only natural that a mother and father should raise their child together, isn't it?
But I just try to be present for him as much as possible, and I truly hope he grows up to be a well-adjusted, kind person.

😍

David Carter said:I honestly think the biggest mistake you can make is footing the bill for your kid's driver's license and buying them a car right out of the gate. My parents always preached this, and I guess they have a point... if there’s a wreck or something tragic happens on the road, that massive weight of responsibility falls squarely on the parents. So, in my book, let them earn their own license and save up for their own ride first.

Personally, I think this logic is flawed.

We are talking about purely material assets here.
It isn't a bad thing for a young adult to put in some effort to achieve things—it keeps them from becoming entitled.

But refusing to help your kid at all? That's just nonsense.
Completely pointless.

quietbadger11 said:I went through a divorce about four years ago, and since then, my ex-wife and I have managed to stay on really good terms. We still head out on summer vacations together, and we actually go shopping together every now and then since she doesn't have a car.
I do all of this primarily so our little guy feels secure, and I can see how much it helps him to know that Mom and Dad are still on friendly terms.
Still, at the end of the day, he can clearly see that we aren't living under the same roof anymore, and we both know that isn't ideal for a child.
It’s only natural that a mother and father should raise their child together, isn't it?
But I just try to be present for him as much as possible, and I truly hope he grows up to be a well-adjusted, kind person.

There’s really no need to explain yourself—everyone handles their life differently, right? It just caught me off guard to see that this isn't such an isolated situation.

feralranger said:It is my belief that for a child's healthy development, playing with other children is essential; ideally, during those formative early stages, one would play with siblings, or failing that, with the neighborhood kids.

Pretending that a "Z" moment is tied to something existential—say, the preparation of lunch—is hardly a fair comparison to a "Z" triggered by a tiny spider near the window for an extended period. If a child doesn't learn at home that their "Z" cannot exist on the same plane as an adult's "Z," they will inevitably be forced to learn it in school, where the teacher simply won't be able to accommodate their specific brand of "Z" in the same way. Honestly, educators in the US are constantly complaining about the influx of increasingly undisciplined children who seem fundamentally incapable of grasping the basic dynamics of the adult-child relationship.

I am certainly not making any direct implications regarding you and your child, as what you have shared is merely a fragment taken from a much broader context that remains entirely unknown to me. I am speaking in generalities.

If there is genuine fear toward a parent, that is undeniably problematic, as upbringing should never be predicated on fear; however, shame is not inherently a negative thing—after all, the fact that modern society is currently overflowing with shameless fools is hardly a sign of civilizational progress.

The point regarding Z was actually about the reaction itself. You don't necessarily have to go see the spider, but saying, "Mommy is cooking lunch right now, I can't get to the window," is better than just ignoring them and letting the child talk into the void—because, let's face it, they're always talking, just as they likely feel I am when I'm constantly nagging them to get dressed, brush their teeth, or finish their homework.

It is important for a child to feel heard, as that is what establishes the foundation for communication. Once they learn that saying "I see a spider" is unimportant and will be ignored because Mom is busy, that logic quickly evolves into thinking that "Mark is hitting me during recess" is also unimportant because Mom is busy. And so on.

ruggedscout76 As follows:
Z’s point was actually about the reaction itself. You don't necessarily have to show up just to see some spider, but you could at least say, "Hey, Mom's making lunch right now, I can't get to the window," instead of just ignoring the situation and letting a child chatter away in the background—because, let's be honest, they're always talking anyway (which is exactly how he perceives me constantly nagging him to get dressed, brush his teeth, or finish his homework).

It is absolutely vital that a child feels heard, simply because that sense of being acknowledged is what paves the way for meaningful communication later in life. If we teach them early on that their frantic cries of "I see a spider!" are trivial and can be brushed aside just because Mom is busy with something else, we are essentially setting a dangerous precedent. Very quickly, this logic will morph into the child believing that "Mark is hitting me during recess" is equally unimportant because Mom has other things to attend to. It’s a slippery slope, really, and one that leads to a very troubling breakdown in trust.

I find myself in complete and utter agreement with that sentiment.

That is a rather compelling argument you've presented, though I must admit, it also holds quite a bit of merit in its own right. To bring someone to their senses, or perhaps more accurately, to drag them kicking and screaming into a state of sudden, jarring awareness—that is the true challenge. The sheer possibility of such a connection is truly something to contemplate.

ruggedscout76 said:To pivot the conversation slightly...

Your post brought to mind a rather eye-opening moment with my little one back when he was about four years old and going through a phase where he seemed entirely indifferent to anything I said. I would ask a question, and there would be silence. I would make a comment, and nothing. It felt as though I were speaking into a void.
I found myself raising my voice and repeating questions a hundred times, until one day I decided that from then on, whenever I asked a question and received no response, I would say "beep"—a little auditory cue to remind him that I was actually addressing him.

So, he would be playing, I would ask something, he would give me nothing, I would say "beep," and then he would answer my question—meaning he had actually heard me, which was a clever little workaround. 🤣 It worked quite beautifully until, naturally, he being a child, started saying "beep" to me. 🐔

While I am busy preparing dinner, he will shout, "Mom, look at this!" or "Mom, look at that!" and anyone who has ever parented knows it is physically impossible to witness everything a child thinks is vital; even all the hours in the world wouldn't be enough. 🕺
Then he says, "beep." I just stare at him, bewildered, and he tells me, "Well, you aren't listening to me."

And truth be told, he was right. 🙂 Regardless of whether it felt particularly urgent to me to notice a tiny spider near the window while my rice was boiling over, it was important to him, and I had ignored him. In the same way, he doesn't view my adult questions as significant, so he ignores them because he is preoccupied with what matters to him: his play.

When I finally realized how many of those "beeps" occurred throughout the day, I was somewhat taken aback. 😲

That whole "beep" phase and game did wonders for our relationship, on both sides. 🕺

Since then, we often engage in similar things—establishing rules or games that apply equally to both of us. I have learned an immense amount from this, and I would venture to say he has learned just as much, if not more.

Man, this example really hits home. It’s like a wake-up call... made me realize just how many stupid-ass ultimatums I end up throwing out there whenever I'm feeling uninspired and he starts pushing his 🙏 on me.

Z is just wonderful. Honestly, one could get used to this kind of nonsense even in adulthood. Personally, I wouldn't mind a bit more of it 😁

I’ve officially entered the phase where I get asked, "Mom, are you ignoring me?" about five times a day.
Because apparently, if I’m not actively participating in every single word out of their mouth—heaven forbid I actually look at my phone or finish a task...
🙂

I am not entirely certain if this has been brought up yet, but I have been pondering the nuances of parental neglect—specifically, the act of intentionally ignoring or overlooking a child, or perhaps that more subtle, pervasive failure to cooperate with them. It could manifest as a deliberate dismissal, or even an unintentional, creeping refusal to truly grasp or validate what a child actually needs.