The mother-in-law from Hell

Unless she’s like my mom, who never throws anything out, ever.

She saved the crib she used when we were babies and had it queued up and ready to go when her first grandkid was born. Like it was shot out of a cannon directly into my brother’s nursery.

 

Yep. When my nieces and nephews are at my folks’ house they get to play with toys my siblings and I had when we were little.

Don’t worry, they’re safe. I licked all the lead paint off of them when I was a kid.

 

If I had to live with my MIL or mother for two weeks, I might hire Boogie’s hitman to kill me.

 

My favorite MIL joke:
The MIL comes with her bags, but tells her SIL,
"Don't worry, I'm only staying as long as you want me to"
"You won't even have a cup of coffee?"

 

Don’t let the price preclude you, he’s pretty inexpensive.

 

I lucked out and hit the lottery with my in-laws.

 

This is a bit of a /crossthread but I have some friends in the middle of marital rough patches largely because of the stress caused by in-laws. It really is true that you aren't just marrying the person but the family. Especially once you have kids. In-law seems like a fairly innocuous relation. Grandparent is a really meaningful one.

 

My sisters - all three of them - are not fans of their in-laws.
My one sister - the one who's currently chewing through Hubby No. 3 - has never liked any of her in-laws.
Near as I can tell, they all seem nice enough and unintrusive.

 

I laughed, but wouldn't the daughter in law say it, not sister in law?

 

Not sure I agree with your police work there, Lou. That's son-in-law.

 

Yeah, I fucked that one up.

 

We went through a few rough patches because of our parents. MommaQuant's mom was a bit of a pill in the early days of our marriage and made no secret of the fact that she felt I was beneath her family. She even made such comments to my parents! And my parents, my mother especially, lost their fucking minds when we had our first kid. It never occurred to my mother -- who was 18 and barely out of high school when I came along -- that my wife, who was 33, might have different wants/needs/desires in the early days of motherhood.