After Babysitting My Grandson, My Daughter-in-Law Handed Me a Bill for ‘Living Expenses’

I printed it on fine paper, sealed it in a gold-trimmed envelope, and dropped it in her mailbox. Within an hour, my son Ethan called, barely holding back laughter. “Mom, Brittany’s upset… but honestly, she deserved it.” I smiled into my tea. “I just believe in fair accounting.”

A week later, a Venmo alert popped up: $40 from Brittany — “To settle my debt.” I laughed so hard the neighbor’s cat jumped. I donated it to the children’s hospital in Noah’s name. Because the best revenge isn’t petty—it’s polished, proud, and paid in full.