Things went fairly smoothly. Pickup was fine, told W that if she came to pick up D1 she needed to be in and out, that she no longer lived there, and she didn't need to go through everything at the house. She said okay. MIL made a smart-ass comment about my camera I had in my hand (assuming about the surveillance I'd been doing of W) but it was coincidence as it had fallen out of the diaper bag and I was just resetting the clock. Funny to see them on edge though.
Had a great day, mall, park, store, etc. and D1 was asleep on my shoulder the entire time we were in Wal-Mart shopping, so I had to have my sons steer the cart.
MIL came with W to pick up D1, but OM wasn't home in any event, so it may have just been a placating gesture for W to show MIL nothing was going on.
Or it could have been MIL insisting to tag along... who knows. But uneventful regardless.
"You can't reason someone out of a position they didn't reason themselves into."
