…that birthday cards don’t magically buy and send themselves. MIL and DS’s birthdays are tomorrow. DH just came out from our office area and asked where I buy birthday cards at. He knew that I was doing nothing for her and just figured out that meant that, if he wanted her to get even a catd, that he was going to have to do everything for it.
I’m now over here snickering into by my coffee, watching Bluey with DS, as I picture the butt-hurt look on MIL’s face when there isn’t anything in her mailbox tomorrow and then when whatever store-bought card husband buys her, haphazardly signs and throws in the mail arrives. .
On a much happier note, my very much JustYes parents will be arriving tomorrow. After checking onto their hotel down the street, they call and come over to see DS and us, the start to a relaxed long weekend to celebrate DS on his first birthday.