So many. SO MANY.
Me, to MIL: "where would you like to go for a walk?"
MIL: "I don't mind, anywhere."
Me: "Great, let's go to the park."
Two hours later, MIL to DH and FIL: "Oh, I so wanted to go and see Little Venice, but Pufffykins took me to Kensington Gardens instead."
😬😬😬
Planning around baby DS's nap times, we invite them to brunch at 11. They turn up at 1. "Brunch is an odd meal, so we came for lunch instead. Such a shame you are putting DS down for his nap, can't you keep him up?"
Inviting them for dinner when DS is three weeks old, I suggest they come early - at 6ish - so they can see him before he goes to bed. "We'll bring supper," they say, kindly. They arrive at 7.30, DS is asleep. I say that they can creep in and see him. "He's definitely asleep," FIL shouts back down the stairs to MIL, whereupon DS wakes up. Also, if transpired they hadn't brought supper, "We had a late lunch, so aren't very hungry." So I spent 45 minutes re-settling DS before nipping out to the Coop.
DS is now 10. It has not got easier. I try so hard....