haha...that was exactly the same thing my MIL told me when i said i dunno what to do with the stuff after the wedding. she say can use it for our baby next time! i was like har? the spittoon too? let the baby pee/poo inside?? aiyo..but in the end i just got the stuff to avoid any misunderstanding
my parents didnt request for anything, just let my ILs give whatever n we return half of everything they gave. (except the stupid raw pig leg..we kept the whole thing)at first my ILs thought must return part of the pig leg too...i ask which part she say she think is the foot part! i was like har? so we must cut off the feet n return to you?? i thought 'OK...but that is so strange'...in the end no need to return any of the real leg. Phew!
oh ya..n they gave 2 bottles liqour n we give back 2 bottles orange squash. n the ang bao, my mum took abt 1/3 n give back the rest. hehe...got one more funny thing...they give 12 oranges in the red basket, n we must take out the 12 n give 12 oranges of our own! hah! n all the stuff must paste 'xi' sticker(given by my MIL), by the time my hubby came w the stuff i was still struggling to paste finish our 12 oranges. (dunno why but v difficult to peel off the sticker)
ya the 'returning' part is quite silly too...my dad lives in the west, my ILs live in the east. me n hubby somewhere in the middle. my hubby had to drive to his parents house early in the morning to collect the stuff, drive all the way to my dad house to give, n they wanted him to drive back to the east to 'return' the stuff and come back to the west where we were going to have lunch! lucky he protest, in the end compromise, n my hubby brought the return stuff to his sister's place nearby to put first then meet us for lunch. n after lunch, his parents had to go pick up the stuff from his sister's place then bring them home!OMG i really dun understand why can't just put in car n bring along for lunch then bring home at the end.
as the wedding draws nearer n nearer, i realise our wedding is more for our parents than it is for us.
im just lucky my ILs r nice n not the nasty type, if not things can get difficult cos my dad is kinda hard to please. isn't it strange, usually is the mother that has issues, but here is my dad.
....aiya...but then again, my dad also helped us out alot eg. lend us his car for bridal car, paid a big chunk of our new place etc. Oh well...what to do. sometimes we have to go with the flow n just do stuff to please others even though we find it ridiculous.