A Kentucky dad’s life changed forever when he and his wife welcomed quintuplets into the world. However, he never anticipated the harsh critique and hate that would come as a result of his parenting choices.
Parenthood keeps moms and dads busier than full-time employment, and couples often have to learn new skills on the job. No matter how hard they try, they never get everything right, and the job becomes even more challenging when there is more than one child.
However, the joy of being a parent makes all the sleepless nights and sacrifices worthwhile. Sadly, people don’t see everything moms and dads do for their little ones, and onlookers can be brutal.
THE HAPPY FAMILY OF SEVEN
Jordan Driskell and his wife Briana adored their five beautiful children, Zoey, Dakota, Hollyn, Asher, and Gavin. Raising quintuplets was a significant life adjustment, but the couple enjoyed every minute.
Many online users weren’t impressed with Jordan’s parenting choices, and they made their opinions abundantly clear.
They had to come up with various creative parenting techniques to ensure their brood was taken care of and safe. Managing their household required full-time attention, and dad Jordan was always eager to spend time with his little ones.
STRUGGLES WHEN LEAVING THE HOUSE
Taking the children for an outing in the park or a fun day of entertainment might sound like a great idea, but Jordan knew it was never easy and always came with a few concerns.
Leaving the house with all five kids was a task worthy of a gold medal. Jordan and his wife initially used a six-seater stroller to help their brood get around. However, they changed their style and opted for something less bulky and ridiculous.
THEIR CHOSEN PARENTING STYLE
The loving parents started using a leash whenever they left the house with all five kids—and it worked for them! The proud dad shared:
“Kids are so curious — they want to run off and explore. For our own peace of mind and sanity, we use a leash. It also allows us to leave the house and do fun stuff as a family without being stressed.”
Jordan Driskell and his five kids. | Source: Tiktok.com/drixxleman
THE DAD’S REASON FOR USING A LEASH
Jordan provided another justification for using a leash, noting that his kids always wanted to walk when they were in crowded places. It was a safety concern, and the leash prevented any of the children from getting lost.
The simple tool allowed the kids much-desired freedom but also gave the parents a level of control. However, when Jordan shared a video in 2022, he quickly realized everyone didn’t approve of his parenting style.
The kids were enjoying a fun day at the aquarium with a twist—they were on a leash. The footage went viral, and netizens didn’t hold back.
Jordan Driskell and his five kids. | Source: Tiktok.com/drixxleman
CRITICAL COMMENTS
Many online users weren’t impressed with Jordan’s parenting choices, and they made their opinions abundantly clear. Commenters questioned his actions, and one person indicated he should have had fewer kids if he wasn’t up for the challenge:
“This is deeply disturbing. Teach your kids to behave so you don’t have to use a dog leash. Not cool.”
– (@maureenmurphygrzyb) August 2, 2022
“Bro they’re missing muzzles.”
– (@dtdjt091909) August 3, 2022
“They need to learn to listen to you and they need to learn to be independent. If you can’t control them them don’t have them.”
– (@Ada Hunter) August 3, 2022
“Leashes on kids should be illegal. You have your opinions but it’s just wrong, even rabbits don’t go on leashes, why should children?”
– (@_..maybe_) August 1, 2022
SUPPORTIVE COMMENTS
The comment section also featured positive feedback, with parents praising the dad’s actions. Moms and dads thanked him for putting the safety of his family first, while others stated it was a clever idea:
“I said, ‘I’ll NEVER put my kids on a leash!’ As a mother with two energetic toddlers at the same time, I grabbed the first monkey backpacks with leashes I could get my hands on!”
– (@authortraciejohnson) August 3, 2022
“Anyone who disagrees with his method has never taken care of five toddlers at one time! Even preschools use a rope system to walk to the playground.”
– (@graftymarie89) August 3, 2022
“I had one for my daughter – nothing wrong with it – she was able to run around but close enough to me in a crowd.”
– (@Ligita212) July 31, 2022
“If you are being judged for protecting your children, then the judgmental folks have no clue about the value of life on any level.”
– (mboyd1990) July 31, 2022
CONTRASTING PROFESSIONAL OPINIONS
Dr. Deborah Gilboa, an expert in the field of parenting and youth development, shared her thoughts about the use of a leash. She supported the technique and called it “creative problem-solving.” The doctor added:
“This isn’t treating kids like animals. The alternative would be just staying at home … Just because you can’t identify with the problem doesn’t mean it’s not there.”
CONCERNS ABOUT LEASH INJURIES
Another pediatrician had a different viewpoint. He noted that he didn’t support using leashes on kids because the method treated them like pets. The professional explained:
“As the father of three, I am well aware of how quick, impulsive, and unpredictable kids can be. But from an injury standpoint, I would worry about entanglement or choking.”
Questions To Ponder:
- Is the father justified in using a leash to manage his kids?
Parents move heaven and earth to provide and care for their children. Moms and dads indeed know what is best for their little ones, and if it isn’t harming anyone, parents should be allowed to do whatever works for them.
- What might be an alternative course of action for the father-of-five?
It is always easier to point fingers, but many people aren’t able to provide alternative solutions for struggling parents. For moms and dads having a tough time keeping an eye on all of their kids, it might be advisable to get additional help. Perhaps a family member or friend can come along while running errands, so a leash isn’t needed.
At My Wedding, a Little Girl Walked Into the Church and Asked My Fiancé, ‘Dad, Are You Going to Do to Her What You Did to Mom?’
Mindy’s wedding was perfect, surrounded by loved ones, vows, and roses. Just as she was about to say “I do,” the church doors burst open and a little girl bolted toward the groom. A chilling silence filled the room when she looked up and asked: “Dad, are you going to do to her what you did to Mom?”
Standing at the altar, I couldn’t stop smiling. My fiancé Liam’s fingers were warm and steady around mine, grounding me in the moment. His eyes locked onto mine, full of a love that felt unshakable.
“You look breathtaking, my love,” he whispered, making me blush. “I can’t believe this day is finally here.”
A bride and groom in the church | Source: Unsplash
The church was alive with soft murmurs and glowing smiles from friends and family, all here to celebrate with us. Everything about the day… the perfect dress, the perfect man, and the perfect vows felt like a fairy tale
My heart swelled as I opened my mouth to speak. Just then, the heavy wooden doors at the back of the church creaked open with a loud thud that made my skin crawl.
Every head turned. A little girl, no older than eight or nine, stood in the doorway, her small frame stark against the grandeur of the room. She clutched a scruffy stuffed bunny, her pigtails messy as if she’d run a mile to get here.
“There you are!” she muttered under her breath.
A little girl pointing her finger | Source: Midjourney
She started bolting in our direction, her sneakers squeaking on the polished floor. My stomach twisted with something I couldn’t name. Something about her face and her eyes struck me.
Next to me, Liam stiffened. And his grip on my hand loosened.
“Oh no,” he breathed, so softly I almost didn’t hear it.
The girl stopped a few feet from us. Her voice, though shaky, rang clear as she looked up at Liam and asked, “Dad, are you going to do to her what you did to Mom?”
A collective gasp rippled through the church. I felt Liam’s hand go cold in mine, his breath catching in a way that spoke volumes of unspoken terror.
“DAD??” The word felt like a slap. I turned to Liam, searching his face, but he just stood there, frozen, his lips parted.
“What is she talking about?” I whispered.
A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney
“I… I don’t know who she is,” he stammered, taking a step back. His eyes darted around the church, searching for an escape.
The girl’s face crumpled, her eyes welling with tears. “You’re lying!” she shouted, her small hands clenched into fists. “You promised you wouldn’t lie again!”
“Go away, girl,” Liam’s voice cracked with panic and desperation. “I don’t know you.”
“You’re lying! You’re my daddy!” the girl yelled.
Gasps rippled through the church. My chest tightened, my thoughts spiraling as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Before I could say anything, the doors creaked open again.
An older woman walked in, carrying a blond-haired toddler on her hip. Her face was lined with age and grief, and her eyes were filled with fury.
A furious older woman | Source: Midjourney
Her gaze landed on Liam, ignoring everyone else, including me. “Liam, did you really think you could run from your past forever? I see you haven’t changed a bit,” she said coldly, each word dripping with pain and malice.
Panicked, Liam blurted out, “Go away! I don’t know you or what you’re talking about!”
She ignored him and walked down the aisle with slow, deliberate steps. The toddler in her arms squirmed, grabbing at her pearl necklace, while the little girl ran to her and buried her face in the woman’s skirt.
“Shh, it’s okay, Ellie,” she murmured, her hand stroking the girl’s hair. Then she stopped in front of me, her expression softening. “My name’s Marilyn… and I’m sorry to ruin your wedding,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. “But you deserve to know the truth.”
A bride looking at someone | Source: Midjourney
I looked at her, then at the children, then back at Liam. My stomach churned. “What’s going on?” I gasped, my voice rising. “Who are you? And these children… who are they?”
“These,” Marilyn said, gesturing to the little girl and the boy in her arms, “are Ellie and Sammy. LIAM’S CHILDREN.”
The words hit me like a punch. I stared at her, shaking my head. “No. That can’t be true.”
“Ask him. He knows better,” the lady said, her eyes fixed on Liam like a predatory hawk.
“Liam, is this true?” I turned to him, hoping it wasn’t. “Answer me! Why are you silent?”
His head hung low, his shoulders slumped with the weight of years of secrets.
An anxious man frowning | Source: Midjourney
Marilyn sighed, her voice filled with sadness and fury. She showed me an old wedding photo of Liam and another woman. My heart cracked, and tears streamed down my cheeks as I shakily took the picture.
“Nearly a decade ago, my daughter Janice fell in love with Liam. They got married, had Ellie, and for a while, everything seemed fine. But when Janice got pregnant with Sammy, things changed. Sammy was born with Down syndrome, and Liam—” she paused, tears gushing from her eyes.
“Liam couldn’t handle it. He just walked away.”
The little girl looked up, tears streaming down her cheeks. “He left us,” she whispered. “He left us when we needed him most.”
An emotional little girl | Source: Midjourney
The room erupted in murmurs. My knees wobbled, and I gripped the altar for support. “Liam, tell me she’s lying,” I pleaded. “Please. Tell me this isn’t true.”
Liam’s silence was crushing. “It’s not that simple,” he muttered, his voice hollow.
“Not that simple?” Marilyn’s voice cut through like a knife. “You abandoned a sick child and a grieving wife. Janice begged you for help, but you turned your back on her and the kids without a second thought.”
“Oh my God… this is unbelievable,” I whispered, my wedding dress suddenly feeling like a suffocating weight. “How did you even find us? How did you know about today?”
A startled bride | Source: Midjourney
Marilyn’s expression shifted, softening just enough to show the pain beneath her anger.
“I live in the small cottage at the end of Silver Oak Street in the next town. Yesterday, my neighbor stopped by. She works for the wedding organizer you hired and showed me your engagement photos online. She thought it was sweet… a beautiful couple getting married in this church. But the moment I saw Liam’s face, I was shaken. I knew Ellie needed answers. And you deserved the truth before it was too late.”
Ellie, still clutching Marilyn’s skirt, looked up with tear-streaked cheeks. “I didn’t want to ruin your wedding,” she said softly, her voice trembling. “I just didn’t want him to hurt you like he hurt us. And Mommy.”
A teary-eyed little girl | Source: Midjourney
The toddler chose that moment to reach out towards Liam, his small hand opening and closing, oblivious to the storm of emotions swirling around him. The innocent gesture felt like the most devastating part of all.
“We had to tell you,” Marilyn added. “Someone needed to protect you.”
My heart broke. I knelt in front of the girl, meeting her tearful gaze. “You didn’t ruin anything, sweetheart. You saved me from a lifetime of lies.”
Ellie’s lower lip trembled. “Really?” she whispered, a glimmer of hope breaking through her tears.
I turned to Liam as I rose, my anger boiling over. “You don’t deserve this family. And you sure as hell don’t deserve me.”
“Please,” Liam started, taking a step forward, but I cut him off with a look that could shatter glass.
“Don’t. Not a single word. I don’t know why you did what you did. All I know is that it’s unforgivable.”
A man gaping in shock | Source: Midjourney
I pulled the ring off my finger and set it on the altar. The diamond caught the light like a cruel reminder of everything that had been a lie. Without another word, I walked past him, past the guests still frozen in shock, and out of the church.
The days that followed were some of the hardest of my life. I called off the wedding, moved out of the apartment Liam and I had decorated together, and ignored every attempt he made to contact me.
Therapy became my anchor, helping me sort through the anger, betrayal, and sadness.
“Some days, I want to scream,” I told my therapist during one session. “Other days, I just want to understand how someone could walk away from their own family.”
A woman talking to a therapist | Source: Pexels
But I couldn’t stop thinking about Ellie, Sammy, and Marilyn. Their story stayed with me. The pain they’d endured and Marilyn’s strength in stepping up when Liam had walked away touched a part of me that believed in the power of compassion.
One afternoon, I made a decision. Grabbing a bouquet of flowers and a basket of cookies, I arrived at the little cottage at the end of Silver Oak Street.
“I want to help,” I said when Marilyn answered the door. “If you’ll let me.”
She was quiet for a moment, and I could hear Ellie’s laughter in the background. Then Marilyn spoke, her voice soft but strong. “Come inside.”
A picturesque house | Source: Midjourney
“I’m not looking for revenge,” I said as I made myself comfortable on the couch. “I just want to understand. And maybe, if possible, to help.”
The silence that followed felt like a bridge — fragile, but potentially leading somewhere healing.
Over the weeks that followed, I became a part of their lives. I stayed with them on weekends, helped Ellie with her schoolwork, playing teacher and making math problems feel like exciting puzzles. I played peek-a-boo with Sammy, his infectious giggles filling the room with pure joy.
I even organized a fundraiser for families with special needs children, channeling my pain into something meaningful. It wasn’t the life I’d imagined, but it felt right.
Cheerful little children playing with each other | Source: Pexels
One night, as I tucked Ellie into bed, surrounded by her stuffed animals and colorful drawings, she looked up at me with those big, hopeful eyes. “Do you hate my dad?” she asked softly.
I thought about it for a moment, carefully considering my words. “No, sweetie. I don’t hate him. But I’m glad I didn’t marry him.”
Her brow furrowed, a miniature expression of concentration. “You don’t hate him? But why?”
“Because then I wouldn’t have met you,” I said with a smile, touching the tip of her nose.
A little girl hugging her teddy bear | Source: Midjourney
Ellie hugged her teddy tighter and grinned, a smile so bright it could chase away any shadows of past hurt. “I’m glad too,” she whispered.
And at that moment, my heart felt lighter as I realized something: out of the wreckage of my wedding day, I’d found something beautiful… a family I never expected but wouldn’t trade for the world. Sometimes, the most unexpected paths lead to the most extraordinary destinations.
An emotional, teary-eyed woman | Source: Midjourney
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
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