Mother-in-laws are a whole different kind of breed of mother!
The first time I met my future Mother in law was on a stop over from Nashville to Savannah. Since there was no indication that I would ever see these people again I felt no need to impress and had no feelings of anxiety that would seem normal in a ‘meet the parents’ setting. During the four hour drive to Atlanta Jeff tried explaining his mom to me through a litany of descriptions and finally said, “she’s Blanche Dubois meets Lucille Ball”.
I can’t remember the image I had in my mind just before I met her, but I do remember thinking here is a boy that knows his mama, OK I didn’t say mama, but 10 years in the South will do that do your memory!
My MIL, calls me DIL, not the pickle but Daughter In Love and she asked for a piece of art some time ago. It wasn’t until I found this incredible vintage tear drop overnight bag that I knew exactly what I wanted to do for her.
PS: I hope you all have found a cheerleader and a friend in your MIL too!!!