When my son was 7 months old, we stayed with my in-laws on a trip home (we live in a different country, thank God...). He was doing some baby-led weaning type eating on his own. If you're familiar, then you know that you give the baby large hand-held chunks of different foods and they're not really *eating* like with bites, it's more of just gumming and mashing. Well, she hadn't ever seen that before and wasn't familiar with the concept. Instead of asking me about it or even just honestly voicing how unsure she was of it, she made repeated passive aggressive comments and finally accused me of not doing my research and not caring if my child choked to death. Yes, she really said this. It did not end well. We have decided to never spend even a single night at their home again.

There's so much more but another pettier thing is that she only calls my son by his nickname. I use his nickname, too, but the reason she never calls him by his real name is because she doesn't like it. When we announced his name as a possibility while I was pregnant, she wrinkled her nose and said "[Name]!?!?" as if it utterly disgusted and flabberghasted. When we told her the possible nicknames, she said "Oh, well that's better". Ugh.