09/18/2025
My MIL ruined my daughter's newly-renovated playroom with rotten eggs — when I found out WHY, I had to teach her a lesson.
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I'm Harper, 30F, with a 6-year-old daughter, Sadie. I married Colton a year ago.
Our wedding was small and beautiful, Sadie as flower girl. But his mother, Elaine, was already simmering with resentment. She's controlling, manipulative, obsessed with keeping her son tethered to her. Colton is four years younger than me, and she never let me forget it, constantly sneering about how "UNACCEPTABLE" the age difference is. She openly called me "WRINKLED."
A few months ago, a small electrical fire ruined Sadie's playroom. Colton insisted on a full renovation—fresh paint, new shelves, soft carpet. Sadie was over the moon.
It happened while Sadie was at piano. I smelled it first—ROTTEN EGGS. I ran in and froze. Eggs smashed across walls, floor, toys. The stench was UNBEARABLE.
"Mommy… what happened?!" Sadie whispered, sobbing.
At first, we didn't know who did it. Then we remembered the PET CAMERA. Watching the footage, MY BLOOD RAN COLD—Elaine creeping in, eggs in hand, laughing quietly, making sure Sadie wasn't there.
When confronted, she sneered, "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! It was YOUR WIFE who wanted to spend another MILLION DOLLARS on her baby's room!"
When we showed the EVIDENCE, she didn't cry. "I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO!"
Fine, she mocked me, but I WON'T LET ANYONE HURT OUR CHILD.
When I finally found out why my MIL did it, I knew I had to teach her a lesson she'd never forget. ⬇️⬇️⬇️