Anonymous wrote:They're really picky eaters, like I can count on my fingers the foods they want to eat. And they want very specific brands of food -- only this brand of salad dressing, this kind of ketchup. Worse, my FIL likes one thing, but my MIL doesn't so they expect two separate meals to be cooked for dinner. True, we don't have to accommodate their pickiness, but we've been trained to be good hosts, and when your 80 yo MIL who's not a great driver says she's just going to drive to the store to get some food in a neighborhood she's not familiar with, we just give in and get her the damn food. Having them over for dinner is always a big production.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Constantly “tending to” and observing me. No, I don’t want you to warm this muffin in the microwave for me. Yes, I know there’s jam—I just don’t happen to want anything but butter on my table ast this morning. Yes, I know there’s coffee; no, I don’t want you to pour me any.
And at 5 o’clock, it’s constant drinks pushing. Like maybe if you convince me to have a glass of wine, no one will notice you’re already on your third...
how awful.
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Anonymous wrote:PP above. I meant to say, we asked them "if they are buying any clothes for our son, please please buy one size bigger." What we get is usually the current size. This was same for birthday present. One time, MIL/FIL casually asked us what our son wants to for his birthday (might have been Christmas). We replied with what my son is into at that current season. Of course, we get nothing we asked for and instead we got what they want to send to our son. Lesson learned, and since then we never trust their "so, what does he want for Christmas/birthday" question ever.
Other than that, MIL/FIL are loving people. No complaint other than above.
Anonymous wrote:Constantly “tending to” and observing me. No, I don’t want you to warm this muffin in the microwave for me. Yes, I know there’s jam—I just don’t happen to want anything but butter on my table ast this morning. Yes, I know there’s coffee; no, I don’t want you to pour me any.
And at 5 o’clock, it’s constant drinks pushing. Like maybe if you convince me to have a glass of wine, no one will notice you’re already on your third...
Anonymous wrote:We have 3 kids. MIL sends to each an outfit, a book, and a toy for each holiday for which Hallmark makes a card. This includes Thanksgiving, which apparently to her is the holiday where you are thankful not only for the things you have but also for the new things you get. MIL also brings an outfit, a book, and a toy for each child each time she visits. DS, 3, has started to greet her with "what present did you bring?" I can't be bothered to correct him.