Made it through another skid weekend, but just barely. Same old crap that usually happens. BIL and MIL sitting there doting on the little princess and the same tired stories of the same crap she has been up to over and over again.

But this visit was extra fun because skid was sick. Soooo, of course this was the reason given by MIL why she was acting like a little tyrant baby like she always does. And, of course, I was the only one who sees through this. Skid was coughing allllll over the place while we were trying to eat lunch, and again of course did not cover her mouth once, was not told by anyone to do so either. Then while she's in such a wonderful mood, MIL had the brilliant idea for skid to show DH what she wanted for x-mas in the toy store flyer.

Skid: "I want this and this and this and this and oh yeah I want this too. Get this for me Daddy! Daddy go get that! I need this Daddy now!"

DH: "Well, we will see what happens! What couple of things do you want the most?"

Skid: "I want them allllllllllllllllllllll!"

DH: " Yes, I see that but that's very expensive all the things you want, are there a couple that you really want?"

Then skid (surprise) starts crying and whining and kicking her feet

DH: "I didn't say you couldn't have anything, I asked you to pick a couple of things from here."

Skid continued to crying and throw her tantrum regardless of what DH had just said....

Then Skid proceeded to keep throwing tantrums the three times we ran outside for like 5 min. DH told her it was too cold for her to be out and didn't want her to get worse. Well, that wasn't good enough for the princess so she made it known she was unhappy about that.

Then she slipped and fell on the kitchen floor. Not a hard fall. I knew she was fine. She knew she was fine until MIL freaked out like she had fallen off a freaking cliff "OMGGGGGGG are you OKAYYYY HONNEEEY?!?!?!!?" Then, of course once skid saw she could milk it that's when the fake cry and tears came and went over to DH and practically hyperventilated over it.

Then she proceeded to screach in my ear while she was coloring. And made sure to interupt every conversation that was going on for the rest of the visit there.

I've noticed it's taken me longer and longer to recover to normal after these visits. It took me until Monday from Saturday before I felt semi-sane again. I don't think I will be going along with DH to MIL skid visits for much longer!