DEAR ANNIE: My son got married about eight months ago, and while I truly do love his new wife, I admit I’m scratching my head over a few things. Maybe it’s the times changing, or maybe I’m just old-fashioned, but it feels like I got a fourth child instead of a daughter-in-law.

When they come over for dinner, I do what I’ve always done: make a nice meal, fix everyone a plate and pass the rolls. I’ll serve my husband, my boys and even the dog if he looks hungry enough. But my new daughter-in-law? She piles food on her own plate, sits down and tells my son to get it himself. My jaw nearly hit the mashed potatoes. He works all day to provide for her, and the least she could do is hand him a pork chop! Instead, I find myself jumping up to fix his plate while she’s scrolling through her phone.

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