My mother-in-law is a saint--she comes over and helps us out all the time with watching the kids.
For some reason, she needs to hold a prop whenever she's in our house. She walks in and goes straight to the kitchen and starts cleaning....even if it's already clean. I try not to take this the wrong way--like as a criticism that our kitchen isn't clean enough or something....
If there is laundry to do, she somehow finds it--no matter how hard we try to hide it (I suspect Fran doesn't try too hard). Not sure why, but it creeps me out a little to see her folding my underwear...
Another quirky thing--she is completely incapable of allowing my daughter to cry for any length of time. Anyone with kids knows that this is just a fact. So...Kaitlyn knows that when "Ita" is over, she is free from naptime as long as she just cries. Fran and I came back one night at 10:30 and there's Kaitlyn, bleary-eyed and nearly comatose, sitting in Ita's lap. When we ask her to babysit during the day occasionally, we have to budget a time to swing by and put Kaitlyn down for her nap. We're going out of town for a few days in a few weeks--I wonder if the child will sleep at all...
For some reason, she needs to hold a prop whenever she's in our house. She walks in and goes straight to the kitchen and starts cleaning....even if it's already clean. I try not to take this the wrong way--like as a criticism that our kitchen isn't clean enough or something....
If there is laundry to do, she somehow finds it--no matter how hard we try to hide it (I suspect Fran doesn't try too hard). Not sure why, but it creeps me out a little to see her folding my underwear...
Another quirky thing--she is completely incapable of allowing my daughter to cry for any length of time. Anyone with kids knows that this is just a fact. So...Kaitlyn knows that when "Ita" is over, she is free from naptime as long as she just cries. Fran and I came back one night at 10:30 and there's Kaitlyn, bleary-eyed and nearly comatose, sitting in Ita's lap. When we ask her to babysit during the day occasionally, we have to budget a time to swing by and put Kaitlyn down for her nap. We're going out of town for a few days in a few weeks--I wonder if the child will sleep at all...
We also have an odd relationship where she asks me questions in Spanish and I answer her in English. She does that with all of her nine kids, too. That one is a little puzzling.
But the funniest thing is that my mother-in-law puts things back in weird spots. Like the measuring cups in the refrigerator, plates in the cabinet for pots and pans...I think it's a combination of Fran having every variety of kitchen utensil on the planet and her mom pretending that she is putting things away in her own kitchen.
But the funniest thing is that my mother-in-law puts things back in weird spots. Like the measuring cups in the refrigerator, plates in the cabinet for pots and pans...I think it's a combination of Fran having every variety of kitchen utensil on the planet and her mom pretending that she is putting things away in her own kitchen.
When I run across a wooden spoon stacked on top of my coffee mugs, it's almost as though I can hear her say "Now, doesn't this go better here? Why would you think of putting coffee mugs in here?"
Yesterday she wedged a packet of fish food behind a picture frame in Ryan's room, thinking "That's a great spot! Now it's completely out of the way..."
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