Fucking Pears

So I am at work in tears right now because my husband was a dumbass again... I called home and he wasn't there, so I called his cell. He was, of course, at his mom's. I ask how Maddy is doing, and if he had given her any cereal today. He said, "Yeah, she had pears." I freaked out! NO NO NO NO NO. She wasn't supposed to eat any fruits yet - just cereal. No trying new foods without Mommy. NO NO NO NO NO. I was screaming at him (yes, screaming while in my cubicle and everyone in my dept. can hear me). He didn't understand why I was so upset, and he said, "fine, I just won't feed her then." I said, "what time was that? Why did she eat them?" He said because he told his mom he didn't care. Wonderful. It was the MIL that fed her her first fruit. Pissed off. Fuming mad. I hung up on him. Then, after a few minutes, I called him back and asked "how much of it did she eat? What time was it?" So, he relays these questions to his mom (who I can hear in the background and now knows how pissed off I am about this). She said that all she did was mix some pears into her cereal (whew.) I feel a little better, although I think they might've been lying to me. She wasn't supposed to have pears yet. I just gave her cereal with bananas in it two days ago, and you're only supposed to introduce new things every 3-5 days!! Assholes. I think they all know now that they will do what I say or feel the rath of a new mom. I am making a schedule for feeding her now. They will follow it.