The next evening, we went to a fancy waterfront restaurant. When the waiter asked for drinks, my father-in-law ordered Eric a glass of milk “since he clearly can’t handle being an adult.” Everyone laughed — except Eric, who looked mortified.

Two days later, my father-in-law quietly told me he’d created a trust fund for the twins and me, and that Eric’s inheritance would shrink until he proved he could prioritize family. Suddenly, Eric became overly helpful, offering to carry every bag and car seat on the way home.