My SIL (who is lovely, but a bit mad) asked me yesterday if we'd like her DS's clothes for DS1.
Her DS is a very normal sized 8yo. Ds1 is, tbf, smaller for his age, but still. He's 14 in a few weeks.
I boggled for a little while and then asked her how fucking small she thinks my son is. Bearing in mind she does actually see him regularly.
She said, oh MIL told DS he'd have to start handing his clothes down to your DS soon so I thought I'd offer.
I wasn't sure whether to take offense or just privately LOL at her taking an obvious Grandma joke so literally.