simplicity parenting

Li Xingwan had transmigrated into a book, becoming a D-list celebrity scandal-ridden and already married. Her husband was a bad omen. Rumor had it, he was a poor and elderly man with hemiplegia. Not only that, she also had to play stepmother. In effect, Li Xingwan was just like a widow. Regarding these rumors, Li Xingwan herself remained silent. The clamoring on the internet grew more intense. "That person who appeared on screen just now, couldn't have been a woman taking care of her hemiplegic husband, could she?" "And what about that ugly freak of a stepson?" "Won't this family put on some sort of tragic drama in front of the camera?" "Li Xingwan, she's just shameless. For money, she'd even marry a hemiplegic." But... As the camera panned, who was that cold and abstinent Buddha's Disciple? And who was that soft, adorable little bun?! Ahhh! I'm going crazy!!

After an unexpected awakening, Naomi Kenway discovered she was the villainous supporting female character in a book. She took her son to participate in a parent-child variety show, only to become the heroine's complete foil. The heroine, a hardworking and kind stepmother in a wealthy family, became an internet sensation with her close partnership with her stepson. Meanwhile, Naomi Kenway was lazy and selfish. Not only did she neglect her child, leaving him unkempt, but she was also doxxed by the entire internet for casually hitting and scolding him, earning the title of "the most malicious mother in history." After the variety show ended, Naomi Kenway was forced to divorce her wealthy husband and ended up living under a bridge. Her own son, due to childhood trauma, developed depression and committed suicide by jumping off a building in the prime of his life at eighteen. To prevent this tragedy from happening, she decided to strive desperately to be a good mother. During the recording of "My Super Mom": In a cooking competition, while everyone praised the heroine's delicious braised pork, Naomi Kenway glanced at it and calmly said, "Excessive fat intake is not good for a child's digestion." She then handed her son a nutritious meal, perfect in color, aroma, and taste, that she had practiced making for days. In a boating competition, the heroine took beautiful selfies with her stepson and posted them on Weibo. Naomi Kenway, because her son mentioned wanting to eat seafood, spent the entire afternoon diving into the sea to catch some. ... Some netizens questioned that Naomi Kenway was putting on too much of a show, using her son as a pitiable tool to build up her persona. But they were soon countered by the "pitiable tool" himself: "My mom is the best mom in the world!" Only then did the netizens realize that the introverted and sensitive little boy had gradually become cheerful and lively. Regarding Naomi Kenway's transformation, the other guests complained endlessly. They had originally come to enjoy life, but now they had to wake up at five every morning to cook for their children, or else they would be unfavorably compared to her by netizens. In response, the guests all shouted at Naomi Kenway: "Please stop being so competitive!"

What does it feel like to take the young prince who has traveled through a thousand years of time on a parent-child variety show? Mu Ran says: It feels great. The child doesn't need much care. And he can help me clear my name. Before the variety show aired: [I still vividly remember the scene where she yelled at my brother on set!] [Haha, the director team is impressive for inviting this ancestor. Hope her yelling won't constantly flood the live stream!] [Is she even fit to bring a child? Is she here to present a negative example?] ...... After the variety show aired: [Director Mu, you are my god!] [Wuwuwu, the little guy is so well-behaved and handsome, I can't tell if he's my internet son or my internet husband.] [You beasts, all coveting the little guy. I'm different, Director Mu, please marry me, I love you ahhhhh!!] ...... Mu Ran scrolls through Weibo and likes a friend's post, appreciating her courage to propose. A certain man sees this and says sourly, "Stop thinking about others. You can only be my wife, we have the red marriage certificate, legally protected." Mu Ran rolls her eyes. It's enough that the Empress sent the little angel child here. How could she also send a man over? Truly... Happy.

Entry 1, year who-knows, location unknown. Dear Diary, Calamity struck. Aeons passed and I'm back. Hoooorayyyy!!! With barely anyone remembering history, not mine, not theirs. Information's gone to... you know where. When I left, the realms were at war. Know what? They still are. Soothing and very welcome circumstances. My playground. Nice for seclusion, I tell you. Yet... peace and quiet hate me to the bone. Know about parenting? As if you would. Yes, me neither. Of all magic in the world, nothing hides from my eyes. But this...? It's magic of another kind. Unknown, clingy, dangerous, possessive, fuzzy... screamy and dirty. Calamity never comes alone. In pairs it does, but fluffy? Don't laugh. Not that you ever will, but just don't. I've been summoned. No Grand Mage, no absolute villain, no mastermind seeking destruction or whatnot. No. It was... a youth. Or rather, it wasn't even a youth. It was less. Yet the less stuck, dammit all! ---------------------------------------------------------- Black_Pot greets you! This story is mostly about parenting in realms riddled with war. About an invincible father figure that is as much of a helpless worry-wart as he is a disaster to his surroundings. And a baby, future calamity in the making! Discover how they change the world together, uproot the old and welcome the new! This story features some changes in POVs down the line.

Futian chere ihu n'oge nwata na ọnwụ dị omimi nke nna ya bụ onye isi nke mma agha ọbara, Big Brother onye njirimara ya ka bụkwa ihe omimi. Ejikọtara ya na

Vincent, anak yang dulu kehadirannya tidak pernah diinginkan kedua orang tuanya, kini tumbuh dewasa dengan segala trauma hidup serta luka dalam hatinya. Perlahan ia belajar melupakan masa lalunya yang kelam bersama Thomas, sahabatnya. Berkatnya, ia dapat mengenal 'cinta' yang belum pernah ia rasakan selama hidupnya. Olvie, adik tingkat yang selalu mengejarnya berhasil membuat hati Vincent luluh! Apakah Vincent dapat menemukan kebahagiaan dalam hidupnya? Karena baginya, kebahagiaan itu sederhana. Yang ia rindukan hanyalah melihat wanita itu tersenyum, ketika ia memanggilnya 'Mama'... #bromance

I am a housewife with OCD and severe mysophobia who accidentally entered a parenting simulation game. I beat up my rebellious Son, tormented my adorable Daughter, and even unstitched the corpse sutures on my Husband just to sew them back on. On the day I cleared the game, the three of them tearfully saw me off. It was only at the final settlement that I found out: my handsome Husband is the Main Boss of a horror game, my Son is The Grim-faced God who ensures no player survives, and my adorable Daughter had once crushed the heads of 100 players! Huh? What happened to the promised parenting simulation game? Don't tell me I was in a horror game all along?

At a team-building event with my colleagues, we played Truth or Dare. I was dared to call the contact I have pinned on WeChat to borrow money. Bracing myself, I made a WeChat video call. On the other end, a close-up of my boss's face appeared. "Um, could you lend me some money?" I asked sheepishly. "Hmm? Don’t you have all the money?" My boss’s voice was a deep baritone, as if he’d just woken up. My colleagues stared at me, utterly stunned. Me: ...You guys, let me explain! My boss’s next words hammered the final nail in my coffin: "It’s tiring to look after the kid. How do you plan to reward me?" Damn it! The more I try to clear my name, the worse it gets!

My mom is a parenting influencer, famous for doting on her daughter. While other children wore kids' clothes, my mom gave me the freedom to dress myself, putting me in camisoles and bodycon skirts. I took a couple of extra bites of a chicken drumstick. Mom would persuade me earnestly: "If you develop a big appetite now, you'll become fat later and regret it. Mommy is doing this for your own good." I got into an argument with a boy. Mom said, "Girls shouldn't be too assertive; you'll be at a disadvantage when you get married." Later, my parents divorced, and I chose to live with my dad. She fell into a depressive breakdown, and forced me to swallow sleeping pills with her, "I do everything for your own good, yet you chose to abandon me for your dad!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the time before my parents' divorce.

Aditi is a very loving girl. She is the dearest child of her parents. Her brother also spoils her. She is an introvert. She can't get close with someone that easily. That's her biggest problem as she has only a few friends. But she doesn't mind that. She cares less about what other people think of her. She has no idea what true love is. She doesn't want to fall in love with someone as she heard some of her friend's break up stories and she knew what that feeling is. She can't go through that pain. But, is love in our control? Let's see what happens to Aditi when she will meet Rahul. . . . . Rahul is a simple guy. He is not like some playboy. He is in search of true love, who will be his soulmate. But, true love is hard to find and he knew that. . . . . Let's find out what will happen when Aditi and Rahul will meet.