Congratulations to the FLYOVER FAMILY!My wife and I were in the hospital last Wednesday through Friday as our third child was born. Meanwhile the in-laws came down and stayed in our house to watch our two other kids. My in-laws are sweet, kind, generous people. They'll buy our kids anything they want (or us anything we need) at the drop of a hat because they're those type of people; gift-giving is their love language. I fully appreciate everything they've done and continue to do for us, and feel humbled and grateful for it. Plus, they're fun and gracious and loving. They've welcomed me into their hearts and their family even though I imagine I can be hard to handle sometimes and I'm probably not what they imagined they'd have as a son-in-law anyway. And I have to say, my wife's whole extended family is the same way.
The flip side to this is consumerism and waste. My wife and I came home with the baby on Friday and my fridge and cabinets were full of candy and junk food (we had prepared several days' worth of healthy delicious food for our kids before we left, all of which went untouched). The kids had spent basically the whole time just watching TV (we usually only let them watch 1-2 hours per day) and told us they'd only gone outside once. Toys and lawn chairs were strewn around so I couldn't pull into the garage. One of my kids' toys was in the middle of the street. My outside trash can was full of kitchen trash bags, and it looked like each bag was stuffed with paper plates and food wrappers and god-only-knows what else. Normally after 3 days our kitchen trash can is only halfway full, but in that same time period they managed to fill like half a dozen of those bags. The dishwasher looked and smelled like it hadn't been run at all. The countertop compost bin hadn't been emptied and there were not only mold and flies but actual larvae wriggling around in it. I found bits of food in my bedroom where my father-in-law had apparently spent most of his visit cloistered away staring at his tablet and eating candy.
And, my father-in-law has the Midas touch, by which I mean he breaks everything. He didn't understand how to work the shower and somehow he managed to yank the handle around 180˚ in such a way that hot and cold were still on the same sides as before but the handle was now upside down, and loose and jiggly. The shower door was loose too so that it didn't close right. Today I figured out he'd loosened one of the screws securing the hinge, so I tried to tighten it and it just wouldn't bite. My wife says it's worse now. And, within a few hours of visiting I can always count on my mother-in-law to text me asking for the wi-fi password because she's so addicted to her phone that's as long as she can go without wi-fi. This time neither me nor my wife responded to that text from her, to see what would happen. I guess she used her data.
OK, I just had to vent all that. I really do love and appreciate my in-laws, and I don't know what I'd do without them.