She's not my type, she's my sister.

When someone tells about an event that they are experiencing. We have this primordial compulsion to tell them what they should do because we are the foremost experts in that field. We are so certain of ourselves that we are right and we know what will happen in all events to come. No one else can change what we know or tell us anything else.

I have given this type of advice to my sister on a regular basis about parenting. My sister became pregnant when she was in her mid 20’s. After marrying at an early age and not pursuing all of her teenage ambitions she was blessed with a little boy. One day before I had my own children she was talking to me about how difficult it was to keep her son entertained and acting like the little angel we all had better say he is. So after careful consideration and split-second judgment I told her. “ What you should do is give him a little brother or sister”. She of course looked me in the eye and said “no” The Baby factory is closed.
My logic behind this was that we grew up as siblings and we understood how that type of dynamic worked. If we had nothing to do and we could not get the attention of our parents or friends we always had each other to tourment.

When she started telling me how hard it was to get him to do his homework and how many times he had no interest in school. I told her “What you should do is get him in to sports or some after-school program“.
She informed me then that he is in all kinds of extra activities. That’s why he doesn't focus at school.
My logic behind this is that if you can give him something he likes to do. Then you can help him understand that focus will give you the best rewards.