Yeah. That's the weird part. She always was ready to come with all of us camping. Even knowing that the 3 of you are df'd. They are definitely coming with us. As Dave says, "it's a shopping cart religion".
The wonderful time your daugter-in-law had (in line at the ladies room) was a common one, that goes on at those District Conventions of "sumptuousness!" It's sad that the all those ladies have to stand there like herded cattle. Every time we go it sickens me to see that the rented facilities are just not adequate. So do those damn "attendants" that walk around like strutting peacocks, hoping and even praying I bet, for the opportunity to BOSS someone around, even though many have had to travel many hours to the convention sites only to be goaded by these half-wits that delight in flexing their "Im an attendant, see my badge" muscle.
Makes me want to hit them over the head with a sword!