An Ode to In-Laws

You might have read in my most recent post that, while in the great state of Wisconsin, we spent an evening kicking it with some old camp friends. At one point in this event, a toddler had gone to sleep so we had moved the party (previously in the living room) to the garage. It was warm in there but there were no mosquitoes. After about an hour, I needed some fresh air. I found myself back outside, around a little fire with Leni, and two other friends, who were married but not to each other.

Somehow, we got on the topic of in-laws. I was appalled at the horror stories they were telling. Such awkward relationships with in-laws, be they their spouses parents or siblings. It wasn't just the stories I was hearing. We've all heard horrible in-law stories. But I've always thought that the majority of those bad relationships were a two way street where all parties were fairly equally difficult to get along with. What I was hearing now, however, was tales of really good people dealing with in-laws that seemed to be incredibly unreasonable and unwilling to see another person's point of view. It was really sad.

While we were discussing this, all I could think was, "thank GOD I love Leni's parents so much and have zero issues with them." Leni told me later he was thinking the same thing about my folks.

So here's to wonderful in-laws and loving every minute we spend with both our sets of parents.

The Moores:

The Porters:

Keep It Real!