Some things never change.

Remember how I mentioned that my mother called and left a message for me because she wanted to know what my kids want for Christmas? I didn't call her back. She called my husband while he was working and she asked him. He told her about a game in which they have all expressed an interest. She does not seem to believe him, even though she, like the rest of my family, has had almost no contact at all with my children for several years. She thinks that she knows what they really want, and that their father, who lives with them and listens to them, doesn't have access to this baffling and mysterious information. She actually argued with him about his knowledge about the interests of his own children, which are freely expressed.

He recounted the whole frustrating conversation to me. She's really something, you know? She said things like, "That's not what they want," and "They don't really want that," and other similar things. She was very upset that she couldn't get my husband to say that they wanted one of the things that she thought was more suitable for them. If she was going to do this, why bother asking, right? I'll tell you why. It's because she needs to control what other people want. She's not happy until she can make someone lie about what they really want and feel. She gets really pissy when the intended target won't go along.

Then she had the nerve to imply, in a very sneaky way, that the 'price' of having an unwanted gift and reality warping attempt from her, was more denial of reality. She blamed my husband for the fact that I don't see her. This is where my husband lost it and started laughing in her face. "You think I, or anyone else, has the ability to control Lynn? Are you high?" Heeheehee.

You tell her, honey. I love a man who tells it like it is.