Man, I really hope I learn to keep my mouth shut when I get older.
MIL has been talking up a storm about my DS's winter coat for the past 2 weeks. She thinks it's too small, yadda, yadda, yadda.
Then she calls to tell me she bought him a size 2T "bubble coat". She never buys him anything, so I take this as her trying to passively aggressively lay down the law? (I'm being sensitive, I know. She cares. But...!)
He wears a 12M Patagonia Down Sweater, which is supposed to fit 12-18M. He's a peanut. The PDS is car seat safe, and should fit him, although likely become snug, for most of all of this winter. I'm pretty sure whatever bubble coat she bought, is not car seat safe. We've already had a discussion about what he can/can't wear in the car, because she's always questioning why he's not in a huge fluffy bunting.
2nd winter in a row of this. I'm sick of it. She expects him to be in a full snow suit, and says he needs a roomier jacket. Hence the 2T purchase.
Vent over.
I don't get the idea that kids are freezing in the car, not when they have these new fangled contraptions called heaters that blow hot air, and you know, keep the car warm, lol.
I didn't even tell my DH this because I felt so guilty but some crazy old lady kissed my DS on the head as I was waiting in the wheelchair to go home after he was born. She was strange and oohing over him and I said thanks and eventually sort of turned myself away to encourage her to go away. All of the sudden she was right there and kissed his head. (He was up on my shoulder). Luckily he was born with a full head of thick hair so I tell myself she just got a mouth of hair. Ugh. I still feel bad about it.
It just happened so quick and was so weird. I swear he had a cold his first two weeks which made me feel worse.