I’m hosting my in-laws this weekend and it is exhausting. They are wonderful, and I know I am really lucky to be marrying someone with such easy parents to get along with, but I am unable to communicate with Mr. Avocado’s mom, and so all conversation is with my FFIL.
It’s hard to force myself to take this break from the wedding planning. I am very happy they are able to see where I grew up and meet my family. And they brought me some presents and some European chocolate, so I guess I can’t complain about that.
Did you ever host your in-laws before the wedding? How did your first “meet the parents” experience go?
Actually, my parents met his parents during Gustav evacuation. They came over to Mr. Ballet Flat’s house, where we all evacuated, and decided to introduce themselves.