Attack of the Inlaws (edited version)

I was in the process of writing about how horrible my inlaws are, going into detail of how each of play no role in mine, my husband, or my children's lives.  But I decided to be a "nice" person, and I just have that blog saved, but not published.

So, I will write this one instead.  I have the inlaws that want to butt their nose in when not asked, (once a year, yet, we get no contact (cards, phone calls, text messages) the entire year, but how that ONE day a year when we are forced to see them, let my inlaws play "happy family" (you know how they pretend how much they love their grandchildren because they held them for 10 minutes) then we don't see them again for another 364 days.
Yep, these are my inlaws.
I'm not saying anything else, other than my thoughts to about them are: you did a great job fucking up my husbands childhood.  Not going to give you the opportunity to do it to my kids.
They are crazy.  Seriously.  CRAZY.  Medication needed crazy.