Trust me, Randi, that thought has crossed my mind, but he's my only child, and I'm a widow. I really don't want to fall out over this. I was thinking just a while ago that, if we were not bound by our children, I wouldn't be friends with my d.i.l.'s parents, not after what her mother told me on Monday. She and her husband have been very good to me, but I don't think I'll ever look at them the same way again. I'm not sure I can look at my own son the same way. For now, I'm keeping quiet, not initiating any contact. Usually, the parents invite me for Christmas Eve and Day; I hope by that time I can come to grips with my feelings.