visited for Sunday lunch yesterday, as we do every week. We've never hit it off to be honest, don't know why, we are just poles apart physically, morally, mentally etc. I always take her with a rather huge pinch shovel of salt and leave it at that.
DD likes her, and while we were there yesterday, DD had bit of an accident (tiny bit of wee wee, nothing major), she's 3.1 yrs old, potty trained, but can still be a little ropey at times. MIL then went on at her saying that she doesn't have a clean pair of pants for her, and that she'd have to stay in her smelly underwear for the rest of the day and then went on to say that DD was dirty for going to the toilet in her pants
It was all said tongue in cheek but its not the bloody point. I told her to leave DD alone and to not be so hard on her. Despite saying this, she went on about it for the next hour and would not let it drop, at which point I announced that we were promptly leaving.
DD was fine, didn't even notice, and being so young, don't think even got the just of what the old bag was even saying.
I had to use all my might not to grab the nearest wet fish and wallop it over her head. God knows how I resisted.
AIBU to think that she's a right old rhino's ass?