For Lisa R.*, an Australian mother of one, her Czech mother-in-law’s constant criticism of her housekeeping isn’t even the worst aspect of their relationship: it’s her refusal to accept help from Lisa. “She is such a giver. When I was on bed rest after the baby she did the ironing and wash, cooked for us, even mowed the lawn. But she will never take anything from me in return.” When it comes to my own mother-in-law I, too, frequently feel slighted that even after six years of sharing Sunday lunches, I’m not allowed to wipe a single dish in her home. My offerings of food aren’t especially welcome. I remain an honored guest, not a part of the family. I find this incredibly frustrating—when language nor baked goods nor good old-fashioned Midwestern politeness can be relied upon to express my affection and gratitude, I’m at a complete loss. And so what, says Whitmore.