At 5 a.m., my mother-in-law started pounding on our door, demanding that I get up and make breakfast. I refused. She immediately sn3pped, “Teach her where she belongs.”
At 5:03 in the morning, my mother-in-law began pounding on our bedroom door. “Get up. Breakfast needs to be made.” I stayed beneath the blankets. “No.” A moment later, Daniel sat up beside me....