We're in trouble. And this is going to get long. We have a blog where I randomly post pics of DD. It's not frequent (maybe 4x/month). I also put misc. articles up, or stories about the dogs. Nothing to be jealousE over. I've posted maybe 5 times in the last month.
Anyways, my most recent photos were of DD this weekend. MIL sent H and me an email saying, "I'm all butthurt that you didn't tell me DD is walking." I emailed back, "Yes, she is walking and has been for about/over a month." She says, "Well, but why didn't you tell me?!?!" I didn't dignify her whining with an email response. H can deal.
You know, lady, be glad I post on that frackin' blog at all. I hate having a blog, but H insists it's the best way to communicate with everyone. Um, no. Everytime I post, I still get 10 responsive emails I have to answer - "Where'd you get her bathing suit?" "Is she walking?" "Does she eat vegetables?" "Is your dog really that dumb?" "Where's [H] - why isn't he in any photos?" Etc.
And I won't even go into the fact that this is OUR child and OUR memories and OUR traditions and OUR family. Babies grow up - that's just what they do. So if I forget to tell her something that DD is doing, it's b/c it's not important. Walking = normal behavior. If she were sketching blue prints of the Eiffel Tower, I might mention that.
So anyways, I called H and said, "You need to deal with your mother and her butthurt feelings." H says, "I didn't know Jesus allowed anal sex. But I'll call her."
I hope he handles it better than I would.