Aaah that's her 'how to be charming to everyone in public' persona. She has it down to a tee. It washes off quickly when she passes through the front door.
Actually with her its the endless stream of questions. I know its a good thing, but when driving for two hours today along the world's most treacherous highway, in mist and rain, dodging potholes, corrupt policemen and escaping goats, without dh, I can do without trying to answer why petrol is a necessity for a car engine to work. She loves a good encyclopaedia though. She doesn't love football though and was, frankly, totally rubbish at the football tournament we drove 4 hours to get to. Her and her friend Cara spent the whole time giggling in the corner and backing off when the ball approached. That's my girl
As M's MIL I promise to teach her lots of useful things like, how to make royal icing, how to pee discreetly in the open air, how to get out sea urchin spines painlessly. Important useful kind of things.
4 hours in the car today, and J was fantastic. We fed him breadsticks continuously and sang along to a nursery rhymes cd, all of us. So, good luck on Friday.