Of all of the manufactured reasons to be irritated. Say "thank you, " you know like a mature adult and be grateful she both loves your child and not only gave him a gift, but loves him as well. If you don't want your child to have the gift, give it to someone who will appreciate it. However, please, please teach your son manners and lessons in gratitude that you seem not to have learned yourself. I will never understand why someone chooses, yes, chooses, to criticize or otherwise find fault with gifts that someone was not obligated to give in the first place. Is it any wonder so many people have problems with their inlaws? Good grief, I hope my children choose their mate more wisely.

Anonymous wrote:Its not an odd present. Everyone sends us blankets. We probably have 7-8 for our son. I originally did not do character but around 5 he asked. I rotate the comforter and sheets with a nicer one depending on my mood/washing. Let him enjoy it. I think it was thoughtful.

Maybe donate 5 of them?

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Anonymous wrote:Maybe I'm a bitch but this would bug the crap out of me too. Other things my mil has gotten us that annoy me daily- large (huge) stuffed monkey for his room, qusadilla maker, craft set with a million tiny sticker things, kinetic sand, make your own ice pops set (in freezer). I'm definitely a bitch.

Yep, you are one uptight bitch.

LOL! Thanks for the reality check! I need a support group!

My ILs once bought my daughter neon hot pink sheets with a GIANT orange Dora face on the pillowcase. Downright terrifying! Her face was bigger than DD's head.

We used them like 3 times and then donated them.

Anonymous wrote:Maybe I'm a bitch but this would bug the crap out of me too. Other things my mil has gotten us that annoy me daily- large (huge) stuffed monkey for his room, qusadilla maker, craft set with a million tiny sticker things, kinetic sand, make your own ice pops set (in freezer). I'm definitely a bitch.

Toss 'em. Donate 'em. Stop staring at them and letting the resentment build.

Anonymous wrote:Maybe I'm a bitch but this would bug the crap out of me too. Other things my mil has gotten us that annoy me daily- large (huge) stuffed monkey for his room, qusadilla maker, craft set with a million tiny sticker things, kinetic sand, make your own ice pops set (in freezer). I'm definitely a bitch.

Yep, you are one uptight bitch.

Op sounds like the DIL from hell. Your life must be very boring to worry about such silly stuff.

Maybe I'm a bitch but this would bug the crap out of me too. Other things my mil has gotten us that annoy me daily- large (huge) stuffed monkey for his room, qusadilla maker, craft set with a million tiny sticker things, kinetic sand, make your own ice pops set (in freezer). I'm definitely a bitch.

It's a throw. It's not a bedspread unless you make it one.

My MIL gave me diamond earrings one Christmas before she died. Silly me, it seemed like such a sweet gift. I didn't realize that she was secretly giving me a makeover of my entire wardrobe and trying to run my life. I'm glad you were here to educate me on her evil plot.

Anonymous wrote:It is a bedspread not a new living room set! I think you need to chill a little bit. Although I am tightly wound, this wouldn't be something I would bother getting worked up about.

+1.

Also, my kids love that kind of stuff so I just let it go. She's not redecorating your house. What a way to overreact!

I like the idea of using it as a backup for when the other one is in the wash or for a blanket to keep in the basement for watching movies or whatever. Don't feel obligated to put it on his bed all the time.

Anonymous wrote:Why don't you fold it, sew up two sides and tell your MIL he loves his new awesome sleeping bag? Let him camp on the floor.

Great idea!

Anonymous wrote:If I were to get you a snow shovel, would that be an attempt to tell you how to run your life? That you must shovel snow?

You can look at every gift this way -- if you are so inclined. What an exhausting way to live your life.

+1

If I were to get you a snow shovel, would that be an attempt to tell you how to run your life? That you must shovel snow?

You can look at every gift this way -- if you are so inclined. What an exhausting way to live your life.