So uncomfortable at Sunday dinners at hubby's parents. I had my daughters and granddaughter there this time. Thank God I had someone to talk to! When my 22 month old granddaughter was waiting for us to fix her plate she entertained herself hopping like a jumping bean in circles in huge living room. FIL said to stop a couple times then told me talking to her is like talking to a damn wall. Gasp! Get me the hell away from such hateful people. It's all excused because they are old and crap.