I am ashamed to say that living with the French-in-laws is a dream. DH is the youngest son and first to marry so points to me for that, then I pop a lil one out, more points, then we move in with them and they look after us and in return we let them.
I am rather about it actually. You know when you feel that something should be harder. I look after lil one and go to my French class and thats pretty much it. Which makes me feel double if I have a day when I don't cope so well with the baby, as it isn't as if I have to do the shopping and cooking and cleaning too.
That said, we had an arse of a year last year so maybe it is okay to be looked after for a while.
VT my dodgoir francaise did stand up to a discussion of the DH and BILs charachters, relationships and feminism this evening. I was quite pleased with myself.
CC - do you still get to bully-off in hockey?