But, because even the thought of 5 days with a cute baby isn't entertainment enough, they suggested we take a vacation on their vacation! Because they'd never been to Palm Springs before. (Although TFIL did spend the entire time asking what city we were in every 5 minutes while we were there, so he still may not think he's been to Palm Springs.)
They spent the weekend alternately telling stories depicting their racism and insisting that The Hunger Games is about teen-gang-violence and deplorable.
It was a looooong weekend.
We ate at some of our usual haunts, like Pomme Frites and Normas. Thatboy never tires of their peanut butter and chocolate waffles.
We also got to try some new places like Shame on the Moon and 3rd Corner.
Typically our trips to Palm Springs/Palm Desert includes lots of time outdoors and lots of shopping. Neither of which appeals to the inlaws. Instead, we went to an art museum.
TFIL ditched us as soon as we entered because he was very uninterested. Partly because he hates art. Partly because one of the exhibits featured naked people which is very much something he disapproves of.
We also got to spend lots of time at the pool. Reading -
Thatboy came away from the weekend a little depressed, which always gets me fired up against the inlaws. Somehow, even when they're visiting with us, they still manage to make him feel ignored and unimportant. I know he worries about Thatbaby feeling the same way, but it's easy to convince him that he's a stupendous, loving, devoted father. I mean - just look at the photographic evidence!