Yeah, it took me a few years because it was very important to my husband that we spend Christmas with family, and since my parents live in a different province, he wanted to spend it with his. We finally realized that his mother and one of his sisters didn't seem to care if we were there or not. Well, that's not quite true - MIL would whine if we weren't coming, but if we did come, once we were there, she didn't seem very happy to see us.
Another hill for me - no more homemade Clodhoppers from me after MIL said "Ugh, take those away. We've got too much sweet stuff as it is." (I still made them, but she didn't get any!)