Some day I will be a mother-in-law. I know that term strikes fear in many a daughter-in-law. I hope I am not one of those MIL, but only time will tell.
To my future daughter-in-laws. I want you to know I am trying hard. I want my sons to be good husbands. I am trying to teach them to be helpful, caring, loving boys who grow up to be wonderful men.
They have their flaws. I know that. I am trying to fix some of them. Matthew rarely pees in the garbage can anymore and Ryan doesn't wipe his boogies under the table, at least not when I'm looking.
I am teaching them to cook. So far, it is easy things.
They love to cook. Maybe some day they will cook for you.
They may not be perfect, but at least they do bathrooms.
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