My Son Refused to Eat During Our Thanksgiving Dinner – When I Asked Why, He Said, ‘Grandma Told Me the Truth About You’

This Thanksgiving started with a hard-earned feast, but my son refused to eat and wouldn’t tell me why. Later, his heartbreaking confession revealed how one family member had shattered his trust and ours.

Life isn’t easy right now, but everyone does their best to make it work. My husband, Mark, and I try to focus on what really matters: creating a happy home for our 8-year-old son, Ethan.

A cute boy | Source: Midjourney

A cute boy | Source: Midjourney

This year, we were determined to give him a Thanksgiving to remember, even though money’s been tight. We were also hosting our mother, so I wanted it to be nice.

Luckily, we managed to stretch our budget and pulled off a feast. The turkey came out golden and juicy, the mashed potatoes were fluffy, and Ethan’s favorite pumpkin pie was chilling in the fridge. I was proud of what we’d accomplished despite rising prices.

Thanksgiving food on a table | Source: Midjourney

Thanksgiving food on a table | Source: Midjourney

Everything seemed fine until dinner. Ethan sat at the table, unusually quiet while staring at his plate. That kid often bounces with excitement for Thanksgiving.

“Sweetie,” I said gently, trying not to sound worried, “you’re not eating. Is everything okay?”

He shrugged, barely looking up. “I’m not hungry,” he mumbled.

A sad boy at a dinner table | Source: Midjourney

A sad boy at a dinner table | Source: Midjourney

Mark shot me a questioning look across the table. I shrugged back, unsure what was going on. Our son was not the kind of kid to hold back if something was bothering him, but with my mom at the table, maybe he didn’t feel like talking.

She’s not exactly the warmest presence.

I decided not to push it during dinner. “Alright,” I said softly, giving his hand a little squeeze. “But let me know if that changes, okay?”

Ethan nodded, but the look on his face stayed with me. Something was wrong.

A worried woman at the dinner table | Source: Midjourney

A worried woman at the dinner table | Source: Midjourney

After dinner, my son skipped dessert. Skipped. Dessert. That’s like the sun deciding not to rise.

Meanwhile, my mom didn’t notice or didn’t care. She stayed for another hour, and for some reason, she nitpicked the meal we’d had tirelessly saved for and worked so hard to make.

She complained about the fact that we made mac and cheese from a box, which is Ethan’s favorite, or it used to be, I guess.

Mac and cheese | Source: Midjourney

Mac and cheese | Source: Midjourney

Apparently, we should’ve bought the good cheese and real macaroni from the store, considering Thanksgiving was such a special occasion.

At one point, tears pricked my eyes because this had been such a sacrifice. I wanted to yell that between her and Ethan’s strange attitude, Thanksgiving had been ruined.

But I bit my tongue, nodding to appease her. When she finally left, I headed straight for my son’s room.

A woman looking sad during Thanksgiving dinner | Source: Midjourney

A woman looking sad during Thanksgiving dinner | Source: Midjourney

Mark followed, just as worried as I was. Ethan was curled up on his bed, hugging his pillow.

“Sweetie?” I said softly, sitting beside him. “What’s wrong, honey? You’ve been so quiet today. You didn’t eat your favorite mac and cheese, and you didn’t want pumpkin pie.”

He looked at me with teary eyes. “Grandma told me the truth about you,” he whispered.

My stomach dropped. “What truth?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

A woman looking worried in a child's bedroom | Source: Midjourney

A woman looking worried in a child’s bedroom | Source: Midjourney

He hesitated, then blurted out, “She said you and Dad are losers! She said we’re poor, and that’s why we can’t have a real Thanksgiving.”

My body froze, but my eyes widened. I could almost hear the sound of my heart breaking into a million pieces, like a vase thrown deliberately at the wall.

“When did your grandmother say these things?” I finally asked in a whisper.

“Last week, when she picked me up from school,” he replied as the tears wet his pillow.

A kid in bed looking sad | Source: Midjourney

A kid in bed looking sad | Source: Midjourney

Mark knelt next to me, and I saw his jaw tightening. “Ethan,” he said gently, “Grandma shouldn’t have said that to you.”

Our son sniffled, and his small hands gripped the blanket tighter. “She also said Dad’s lazy and doesn’t make enough money. And that you’re… not good at taking care of me.”

I could barely breathe.

Luckily, Mark was more composed. He started rubbing Ethan’s back, speaking in a calm but firm voice. “Buddy, none of that is true. Your mom and I work hard to give you everything we can because we love you so much.”

A man looking worried as he leans over a bed | Source: Midjourney

A man looking worried as he leans over a bed | Source: Midjourney

“But she said we’re not a real family,” our son continued. “Because we don’t have the stuff other people have.”

“Listen to me, sweetie,” I said hoarsely. “Grandma is wrong. What makes a family real isn’t money or stuff. It’s love. And we have so much of that.”

Mark chimed in, nodding. “People can and will say hurtful things, even people we love. But your mother’s right. What matters is how we treat each other, and I think we’re the luckiest family in the world because we’re together and healthy.”

A man leaning over a bed | Source: Midjourney

A man leaning over a bed | Source: Midjourney

“Really?” Ethan asked.

“Yes!” Mark and I said in unison, and then I continued. “Listen, baby. We’re going to talk to Grandma. But she won’t be picking you up anymore. We all need a break from her, I think.”

Ethan bit his lip for a second before his tiny smile emerged.

“All good now?” Mark asked, tilting his head.

Our son lifted his upper body slightly and looked at us expectantly. “Can I have some pumpkin pie now?”

A kid looking happy lying in bed | Source: Midjourney

A kid looking happy lying in bed | Source: Midjourney

Mark and I released a sigh of relief.

We went out to the kitchen, and Ethan acted like he’d never eaten before. He devoured his mac and cheese, a bit of the turkey, and even some green beans before inhaling his piece of pumpkin pie.

He fell asleep on the couch a second after he finished, and we carried him to his room.

Once we were inside our bedroom, Mark and I agreed on what we would say to my mother almost immediately. He was so angry that there was no other choice.

A couple talking seriously | Source: Midjourney

A couple talking seriously | Source: Midjourney

The next morning, I woke up ready, but nervous. I called my mom over, and she arrived, looking smug and carrying that air of superiority that I’d ignored most of my life.

I just couldn’t let it go now that it had affected my son.

“Why did you invite me over? We saw each other last night, and I definitely don’t want leftovers from that meal” she chuckled without humor, sitting down on our armchair and not even saying hello to Mark.

A woman sitting on an armchair | Source: Midjourney

A woman sitting on an armchair | Source: Midjourney

Her comment was perfect because it assured me that I was making the right choice.

So, I didn’t waste more time. “Ethan told us what you said to him last week,” I began. “About Mark and me and our family.”

Her eyebrows shot up. “Oh, that? I was just being honest,” she said, waving a hand dismissively. “He needs to understand how the real world works.”

Mark’s voice was sharp. “Telling an 8-year-old that his parents are losers is your idea of honesty?”

An angry man | Source: Midjourney

An angry man | Source: Midjourney

She rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on. I was just preparing him for reality. He needs to know life isn’t all sunshine and rainbows.”

“What he needs is love and support,” I snapped. “Not your judgmental comments. Do you have any idea how much you hurt him? Did you even notice he wasn’t eating last night?”

“I wasn’t trying to hurt him,” she said, looking annoyed. “But really… it’s just the truth. You can’t provide enough. He should have more.”

A woman sitting on an armchair and waving a hand dismissively | Source: Midjourney

A woman sitting on an armchair and waving a hand dismissively | Source: Midjourney

“More?” Mark said, standing and pacing the living room. “We work hard to give Ethan a good life. All he needs is us by his side. You don’t get to tear our family down just because you think we don’t measure up to your standards.”

Mom’s face turned red. “Things wouldn’t be this way if Umma had listened,” she retorted and turned her angry eyes to me. “If you had married the man I wanted for you, none of this would’ve happened.”

A woman looking angry on an armchair | Source: Midjourney

A woman looking angry on an armchair | Source: Midjourney

I saw that my husband was about to explode, so I stood and spoke first. “That’s enough. Get out of my house! Until you can show us all the respect we deserve, we’re cutting you off.”

Her jaw tightened. “What? You can’t do that!”

“Yes, we can,” Mark said, walking to our front door and opening it wide. “We might be losers, but this is our house, and we’ve had enough of you.”

Mom looked at me one more time, but I only raised my eyebrows expectantly.

A woman with arms crossed in a living room | Source: Midjourney

A woman with arms crossed in a living room | Source: Midjourney

With a huff, she grabbed her purse and stormed out. Mark slammed the door behind her and barked a laugh.

I didn’t, but I felt a weight off my shoulders.

Since then, our son has been thriving. It’s a little hard not being able to ask my mom to pick Ethan up, but we arranged a carpool schedule with other moms.

Weeks later, on an evening close to Christmas, I confirmed that this had been the right decision while baking cookies from a box mix. Ethan looked up at me with a big smile.

A boy with a bowl of cookie dough | Source: Midjourney

A boy with a bowl of cookie dough | Source: Midjourney

“Mom, I think our family is the best,” he said.

My throat felt too tight as I smiled back. “Me too, buddy. Me too.”

I don’t know if my mom will ever make her way back into our lives, but so far, she hasn’t even tried. Her pride and toxicity don’t allow her to see the big picture or what truly matters in life.

My advice is: Protect your kids, even if you have to pull away from other family members. The holidays should be joyful, not a source of stress and tears. Do what’s best for your household.

A happy family on Christmas | Source: Midjourney

A happy family on Christmas | Source: Midjourney

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Weddings are some of the most beautiful celebrations one can experience in their life (usually). The deep connection between two lovers taking physical form in a ceremonious act for all to see is one that a lot of couples look forward to.

However, it also comes with months upon months of planning, stress, and even more planning. The one thing that a bride cannot go without—the special dress. Whether it be white, maroon, black, fluffy, frilly, or form-fitting, it must make the wearer feel likе the most beautiful woman in the whole entire world.

Some brides take the plunge of crafting their own dresses, be it for the challenge, for the love of the craft, or both. Today we delve into the story of Veronika Lindberg Heino, or Kika, who knitted her special gown for her big day in 6 weeks. She was kind enough to answer some of Bored Panda’s questions so let’s get into it!

Veronika Lindberg Heino, better known by her nickname Kika, decided to take up the challenge of knitting her own stunning wedding dress

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If you were given 2.5 kg of yarn and 250 hours, what would you create? Mayhaps a blanket, mayhaps a 3D portrait, or maybe a knitted wedding dress. Seeing as you clicked on this article for a very particular reason, you probably know by now that we’ll be speaking about the last option.

Opening herself to the challenge was Veronika Lindberg Heino, better known by her nickname Kika, who documented the birth of her special white dress, sharing the ups and downs with her followers on Instagram (which she started in 2017) and YouTube.

This project came about when she and her husband-to-be were both moving house and planning an impromptu wedding, making for a very stressful 7 weeks

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For what was already an intense project, life decided to add an extra bit of *spice*: they were moving house and planning their wedding, happening 7 weeks later, at the same time, so why not add in a project of great significance on top of it all? Unless you’re as skiIIed as Kika, I wouldn’t recommend it!

“I do love a challenge and I’m often a little bit over-ambitious, and the thought felt so wild and inspiring that I just decided to take the risk and do it,” the Finland-based knitter told Good Morning America (GMA). “I ordered 2.5 kg of pure silk yarn and announced my crazy plan on Instagram, and knew right then, there was no turning back anymore.”

She ordered 2.5 kg of pure silk yarn and announced her plans to her followers on Instagram, getting the project officially started with no way to turn back

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Kika based her design around Dior, Chanel, and Ulla Johnson’s dresses. She then sketched and planned the patterns. After all that, the knitting began!

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Nothing worth doing ever comes easy. It was a struggle finding time to knit in between moving, planning the wedding, and publishing her first book

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Instead of throwing Kika off balance, this added project seemed to have the opposite effect: it kept her grounded through the tumultuous time, at least for a while. Nothing worth doing comes easy, and this project was no exception, especially as she’d never knitted a dress before.

“The process was definitely intense, and the biggest struggle was to find enough time for knitting since we were in the process of moving and organizing the wedding at the same time,” said Kika. “Plus I published my first-ever knitting book, so it was definitely hectic. But, I also enjoyed it immensely and loved seeing my vision come to life in the process.”

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Then a big setback occured—her bodice was far too big, requiring her to rip it all up and start again. Her sleeves then kept slipping off, which took lots of time to fix

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Glaring issues started appearing about two weeks in when Kika had finished the bodice and tried it on for the first time—it was way too big. Disappointed, but not defeated, the bride-to-be ripped it all up, starting all over again, describing it as “a tough and frustrating moment where some tears were shed.”

One more issue came along with the slippy sleeves that kept on slipping, revealing a tad bit too much, which Kika found hilarious yet time-consuming to fix. “I made sure to film all my mistakes so I could be real and honest with my viewers, rather than only showing them the picture-perfect moments,” she told Insider.

Not having any other option (you typically can’t just go and buy a dress off the rack, as those require alterations, which take a long time), she kept moving forward until it was one week til the wedding. Encouraging messages from her followers kept her spirits up, the promise she’d made to the project at the very beginning providing her with a sense of accountability.

However, “the biggest motivator was definitely seeing for myself if I could pull my idea and vision off, and the thought of having the dress as a memory for life really kept me going, too.”

But all that didn’t deter her! Just 4 days before the big day, the dress was finished and Kika got to have a well-deserved rest

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Everything was done. She finished her dress on Tuesday, feeling more tired and frustrated than elated, but once she put it on for the ceremony, she couldn’t have been happier with the end result.

Kika got married to her husband Jukka Heino on Saturday, September 10, at their new home (which inspired the cottage-themed wedding tone), just 4 days after she’d finished her dress. Although her partner was a bit more skeptical about her last-minute knitting project, “in the end, he was super impressed and proud of me, and thought it looked really good too,” Kika said.

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Kika told Bored Panda that they’d met back in Spring of 2020, when she moved back home to Finland from London, as the pandemic put the world in lockdown. “Just a few months after moving back I met Juki and for our first date we walked around in Helsinki for hours since all cafés and bars were closed due to the restrictions,” she said.

“I was immediately drawn to his humor and often colorful stories of his adventures which made me laugh, and of course I found him really handsome. I think he was drawn to my enthusiasm, something we both have in common and my positive attitude towards life.”

She married Jukka Heino on Saturday, September 10, at their new home. Everyone loved her dress, praising her for all the effort she’d put into it

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“Over the course of the day, guests would come up to me and immediately feel the dress and comment on it. It sometimes felt likе they were more interested in the dress than in me, but I love talking about knitting, so I didn’t mind too much,” she told Insider.

The entire process demanded around 45 days, roughly 250 hours, and 1.5 kg of pure silk yarn, costing 300 euros, or around $295, which is a bargain when it comes to wedding dresses, which go for $1,800 on average. Her 149k followers on Instagram absolutely loved the journey, jumping in with suggestions and support any time she needed it.

The entire process demanded around 45 days, roughly 250 hours, and 1.5 kg of pure silk yarn, costing 300 euros, or around $295

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The 46-minute vlog of the whole journey posted on YouTube has garnered over 3.4M views, quickly becoming the highlight of her channel, which has over 253k subscribers that look forward to her knitting tutorials. “I’m absolutely amazed by all the positive attention the video and my dress has gotten, wow!” said Kika.

“I’ve received messages from people all over the world telling me I’ve inspired them to take up knitting again or to learn it, which makes me so glad. I’m also proud that I’ve maybe been able to push the boundaries and show what is possible using knitting.”

According to Kika, “knitting was actually done primarily by men at some point in history, so the fact that knitting nowadays is associated with something mostly feminine hasn’t always been the case.” Knitting is not just for grandmas, y’all!

The 46-minute vlog of the entire process garnered over 3.4M views on YouTube, inspiring hundreds of people to take up or go back to the craft

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What began as a bonding activity with her grandma when she was 5 years old has become a lifestyle, bringing together likе-minded people from all over the world. The one lesson she’d always kept was to be playful with the craft, rather than searching for perfection.

“With knitting there are a lot of ‘rules’ or principles that come with the territory which sometimes can make it feel likе you’re not doing things the right way,” she told Bored Panda. “My grandmother always encouraged me to make things without getting hung up on perfection, being creative and playful was more important.”

She hopes her followers and those who jumped on the bandwagon to see the final dress get inspired to embrace creative projects they might feel tempted to try—“even if it might feel a bit ambitious, I say go for it!”

We wish Kika and Jukka all the best for their future together and can’t wait to see what’s coming up for them next!

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A post-pandemic resurgence of knitting is a very welcome sight for many who are getting into arts and crafts for the first time or returning back to the familiar time-passing activity. Recent research shows that knitting has a measurable effect on calming anxiety, relieving stress, and aiding with chronic pain, as well as helping one build a community of friends. And you end up with a cute hat and mittens in the meantime!

“I think knitting as a craft teaches you a lot about patience and really makes you think about what kind of garments you most likе to wear,” Kika said. “When you’re going to spend 40-60 hours making a sweater, you really want to make sure it’s something that is going to stay in your wardrobe for a long time, which makes knitting a very sustainable practice, too.”

Honestly, what’s not to love!? We wish Kika and Jukka all the best for their future together and hope to see many more exciting knitting projects! Let us know your thoughts on the dress in the comments below, and I shall see you in the next one!

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