Why I Dread Going to My Inlaws - Just Venting :)

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I really hate going to my father in-laws house for, well any get

together really. I mean -really- hate it. Not only does my

husband's Dad still treat him like the screw up teenager he used to

be but his whole family treats us as though we are just 'guests' not

family. I hate going over there so much, I dread it for days prior.

So, as tradition, we went over to his Dad's house for Thanksgiving.

Once again, my husband, daughter, and I were sat in the kitchen with

the 'kids' while the rest of the family sat in the formal dining

room. Now, all of us cannot fit in the formal dining room so it

makes sense that we are all split up. However, I don't know why we

are always banished to the 'kids' table. To top all this off, his

Dad has NO CLUE about toddlers. He's got his toy room set up in his

office where my daughter can get into paperwork and pictures galore.

He has no clue about how easy it is for her to pull something down on

top of her head. He also has an open staircase that she could easily

fall down. So, when she's not confined in her highchair, and I

spend the ENTIRE time following her around making sure that she

doesn't get hurt or get into stuff.

I also noticed today that his Dad has pictures of his girlfriend's

granddaughters on the fridge but none of . The most recent

picture he has out of her is her newborn picture and that's in the

computer room. WTF. Last Christmas, we spent a ton of money buying

formal family pictures and pictures of in really nice frames

for our parents. Guess where the ones we bought his Dad are? Laying

on the floor in the guest bedroom. He took pictues of her at her

birthday and over the summer. He could have stuck one of those on

his fridge.

I need a drink.