Staying in a rental house with dh's family, arrived Sunday night. Apparently 4 days is the magic number.
It's typical grown family stuff- Dh and his brothers start behaving like irresponsible teenagers, their mom gets mad and start getting angry an out stupid things. I'm hidden away in our room feeding the baby and glad to not be involved. But mil keeps trying to get then to hurry and c is gonna be a while.
How about you? I think my side of the family would be about the same.