day 4 of her visit and I am sitting in the front room while the MIL destroys my kitchen making meringues, since the gooseberry crumble I prepared for tonight's pud is clearly not to her fancy.
Other highlights have included sharing potty training anecdotes about my husband with my colleague who had called round after work to discuss some work issues with me. And demanding to be driven separately to a catholic church tomorrow morning since coming to my c of e service "isn't the same". Despite the fact that my church welcomes all denominations and is where we are having her grandson christened in a few weeks. So we will have to get our baby up and dressed for 730 tomorrow morning in order to take her.
Has anyone else out there had a visit which left you with no tongue left after biting it so hard?