Saturday Night Dinner

My Grandmother was here from North Carolina this past week. She lefty yesterday. It was a nice visit. I didn't get to spent as much as I would have liked too, but at least I got to see her and she met Adrian for the first time. So Saturday night mu mom had us over for dinner, along with my Grandmother's sister and some of my Grandmother's friends who live here. Dinner was great!!! But my aunt wasn't on her best behavior. She wasn't being very friendly. Whatever that didn't bother me too much. Until we went to sit down for dessert. At this point, Adrian was already upstairs sleeping, Joel was sitting in the loving room and the rest of went back to the table. Marsel was sitting in his chair because there was a towel on it for him. My aunt sat beside him. My mom served us and passed around napkins. Marsel asked for one and my aunt said he could share hers. I was thinking, "the kid is going to need one for himself. He's a little messy." But I didn't say anything. Then she started feeding him. Yes, feeding him. He's 7 years old. Totally capable of doing it on his own. This was because he had gotten 2 small crumbs on the table. Which had a table cloth. And it was already dirty, and wasn't Marsel's doing. At this point I'm bothered by this. But I didn't want to say anything and make things worse. So I crammed the rest of my cake in my mouth and took my plate to the kitchen. Marsel then asks if he can have some more apple juice. Before I could tell him yes, she says,"No, water." That just added to it. I left it alone, because like I said, I didn't want to make it worse and water is good for him. But I was standing there thinking, "I'm this kid's mom. Not you." I walked to the living room and told Joel let's go. My mom was right behind me and heard me and asked that we please not leave. I wanted to go because of her, but wanted to stay because I wasn't going to get to see my Grandmother very much more before she left. She ended up leaving shortly there after so it all worked out. But what gives her the right to do that? I don't usually have a problem with other people telling my kids what to do. I guess it all depends on how they speak to them.
Anyway, it's over and done with. I just needed to vent a little.