For your enlightenment, a not-at-all exhaustive list of things not to say when your daughter's boyfriend (and father of her to-be-born-in-September baby) meets the extended family for the first time:
Kristin: "Boyfriend, I'd like you to meet my brother, Uncle Brian. Brian, this is the baby daddy."
Kristin: "You know, Boyfriend, that Beautiful is just like me? You can see it in the way we talk, in the way we argue, in our gestures, in our facial expressions, in our temperament . . . "
Uncle Brian, sitting across the table, shaking his head: "Why would you tell him that she's just like you? Why?????"
Me, just as befuddled as my brother: "I don't know, Brian. I just don't know . . . "
Most people would have known to stop talking. I didn't realize words were still coming out of my mouth . . .
My sweet hubby, discussing whether the baby will be a boy or a girl:
"Well, Boyfriend, you come from a family of all boys and you already have a son. I think the chances are high that this baby will also be a boy."
Boyfriend presented his case:
"However, the increased atmospheric pressure I live in as a submariner as well as the ionizing radiation I am exposed to as a Nuke give me a greater likelihood of having a girl. So if this baby is a boy, it would be . . . "
Boyfriend: "I was going to say 'a surprise' . . . "
And then, the piece de resistance. I don't know how this escaped my lips. My brain wasn't even thinking it. The words just formed themselves.
Kristin, during the discussion of Beautiful's current mood swings and craving demands--bearing in mind this whole conversation occurred at the family dinner table with the grandparents present:
"She's this much of a challenge and yet you still want to sleep with her . . . I mean, be with her . . . ummm, I meant stay with . . . never mind . . . "