Just a Jigger

My 7 month old daughter is teething big time. We do what we can to make her comfortable: teethers, cold wash rags, maybe even a bit of tylenol at night to help her sleep, but we try not to keep her doped up.

MIL was over to see the baby, and she asks, “Can’t you give her anything for that teething?” in a rather accusatory tone.

“We have some cold teethers…” I answered and started for the fridge.

“That’s not going to work. Give her some schnapps.”

“Um, we don’t have any.”

“Then you need to get some!”

I think we’ll stick to teethers and tylenol, but I didn’t bother telling her that.

WIPING AWAY THE COBWEBS

It’s me again, The Sane In-Law, asking for you to come forth with your in-law stories. I know you have them since there are plenty of hits here coming via such serch terms, “My MIL drives me crazy,” “My SIL is a bitch,” “My in-laws are sucking the life out of me,” (I paraphrase).

This poor little blog needs a little dusting. While at the beginning, it was one of the rising stars under wordpress…this blog? She now be fading away like those nasty plastic flowers you MIL glued to the TP cozy in the guest bathroom.

Take it as a challenge. Submit that story you just have to get off your chest about your MIL, FIL, SIL, BIL, etc. Don’t have one, then send out a call on your blogs to your readers. Send the stories to inlawssuck@yahoo.com. They’ll be published anonymously UNLESS you want me to give you (or if you have a blog) credit. Something new I’m going to try out.