Traditions!

It has been suggested that my inlaws might be aliens. Things like this have me considering it!

MIL (Wheezy) was visiting, daughter was a toddler at the time. Wheezy was spending her evening going through my cabinets. I hear this loud squeal and she comes out with a box of cream of wheat, I am not sure if they have this in other countries, it is basically a porridge that is eaten for breakfast. It comes boxed in dry form, ready to cook. Wheezy screeches, "You are continuing our traditions! Did Husband show you how to make it my way?" I mumble something about making it for the kid sometimes. Wheezy, "But my special way, do you make it my special way for them?" I am giving Husband a wtf look, he is giving me a hell if I know look as Wheezy goes on about the cream of wheat.

Next morning she makes her "special recipe" by following the box instructions exactly, serving it on a plate and sprinkling cinnamon on top. She also showed me how to make it, step by step, making sure I was listening and I was in a fascinated, is she for real? kind of way. "You have to add one cup! See? Then stir it in like this..."

I tease my husband whenever I make it for the kid, "Sorry it is not your mom's special recipe". He is nice to put up with me.