Today we had dinner at my in-laws house. It's amazing how a child can be on a nice structured schedule and in the span of 7 hours it can all be destroyed and you're left with a little raving maniac running around yelling no.
Even though limits are set, I still don't think eating one hot-dog and then being pumped full of cookies, cakes, ice-cream, and candy is the best ratio on food consumption for the day. It's funny, I don't remember my grandparents being like that and I certainly don't remember my parents taking those liberties with me. It's very puzzling how they'll let my son get away with stuff that I couldn't.