Comments Say the Banquet Baby Is My Grandson, I Deny It

At my grandson's one-month celebration, my son-in-law held out the baby my daughter had needed six rounds of IVF to have, and asked me to give him a name. Instead I pulled out a bottle of weed killer and a length of rope, and told him to pick one. My son-in-law was horrified. "Dad, today's the baby's one-month party. Bringing out stuff like this can't be good luck." The comments were tearing into me too, calling me insane. "Your daughter had blocked fallopian tubes, and God knows how many folk remedies your son-in-law choked down before they got this child. And you actually want to kill him?"