Mum came over today to talk about my DS birthday party.
She was really stressing the point we wouldn't need quiche, or rice (even though Im doing chilli in a slow cooker) and seemed to think that jacket potatoes would be better. I said I think its easier to do one pot of rice than 30 jacket potatoes when I need the oven for snacky iceland crap like spring rolls and samosas. She looked at DH and they raised their eyebrows like Im crazy.
Anyway, then I said I was going to have a colouring in table for the older kids as I had an old colouring book in the bookshelf. DH barely looked, couldnt see it so he and mum agreed we could buy some more. When I said its right there! again there were raised eyebrows until I found it.
DS1 was playing on the floor and I said DH, why dont you show mum how he likes to stir the washing up (in the bowl we have in the play area with kitchen utensils in). DH said 'why would he need to learn to stir things?!'
And the final straw was when Mum looked at the sensory toy I had made from blue coloured water, oil and glitter and asked me if it was safe because it didnt look like a proper toy.
I questioned why no one had any faith in anything I was saying at the moment (Ive been ill with bronchitis) and they both said I was being petty.
Am i??? What a shitty morning.