My husband is infertile because of cancer treatments he had as a child, and we are currently pursuing international adoption to build our family. While talking excitedly about our adoption, MIL quips, “Well, I’m sure glad I was able to have at least some real grandchildren.”
Um, listen Bitch, my kids will be your REAL grandchildren. They aren’t made of card board! And if your attitude doesn’t change real soon, you will NEVER interact with them: I will make sure of that!