They are gone! Final Update (IL visit)

I’ll try to keep this short… I’m not very good at it though. Always just so much to rant about.

Yesterday was their last opportunity to be with our children. They chose to stay in San Francisco and walk around sipping out of solo cups on The Peir and have a whole lunch without us after we declined to join them 50 minutes away at a Beer and Wine street festival. They showed up at 6pm and my kids were asking for them the entire day. We were waiting for them but we took our kids to the park and told them to meet us there. The park had live music next to the play area so it actually ended up being a really awesome experience- if only they had decided to come sooner. They showed up and sat around with their fucking red solo cups!!! WTF! No walking with the kids while they were playing… MIL was walking around in the grass on the damn phone. They are from TX so it was probably 8 or 9 pm there and I have no clue who she would have been speaking to instead of being with her grandkids for one last time.

The kids needed to eat so we took them to the shop and dine spot nearby and my husband was in charge of finding a spot for us to eat. I tried to tell him that place probably didn’t have any places that would be able to seat us all together – which was true (group of 16). We got a spot at a brewery but it was outdoors and too chilly for the kiddos… when we moved in doors we found out that it was only pizza and we had pizza yesterday- also- this time I ended up sitting directly across from MIL at an extremely skinny table. SO… I was difficult and said we needed to find a place that had food that the kids would eat. That place was also an order on your phone (thru app) set up and my DH and FIL were having issues trying to figure out how to make the ordering work anyway.

I got on my phone and found a restaurant while my husband caved to them and acted like this was the only option. So we got up and walked just around the corner to a nice little Italian place. Most of us could sit at one table indoors. I ordered the most expensive glass of wine and plate and my husband also ordered the priciest plate- we discussed this in the car. Typically I would not. I’m actually the one who tries to find ways to save them money but not this time. This time I intentionally planned to order up!

After they came to our house. They asked in the parking lot if it was ok to come over, I said “I told the kids to hurry and get in the car before you change your mind”

They stayed for an hr or so and then cue the water works and goodbyes. I told every single one of them when they hugged that they needed to listen to my DH next time and plan a trip nearby so the kids could actually be with them. ASSHOLES. I also told my oldest to tell her Papa how upset she was that she didn’t get to see them when she started crying to me that she only some him for a little bit and she sure did!

I know they did it on purpose. IMO, they didn’t want ME calling any of the shots. They didn’t want me to be responsible for any of their fun or enjoyment. It’s so sad. We could have given them such a great experience but they chose to be idiots acting like teenagers on a trip vs grandparents bonding with their son’s family. We should have all hung out at the park and then gone home to our house mid afternoon and cooked out (we have great steaks from Costco and it would have been absolutely delicious- also would have saved them money). We could have just soaked up the last hours they had with the kids and the uncles with their nieces and nephews and our families hanging together like we used to do. Instead they chose to be on their own island and watch MIL pout. My husband was very bothered but I don’t think he will give them an ear full which they deserve. At the end of the day- if they really truly cared, their trip would have been different, so I don’t think he cares to waste his energy or emotion doing it. Such a fake ass group of people (his family). Good Riddance…