Two weeks ago, my son Ethan and his wife Jess bought a small one-story house in the town we live in. After chilling down, they invited us over for a small party for the occasion. We sat down for dinner and talked about the house a bit. Me and my husband and Jess continued our conversation after Ethan excused himself to take an important call. Jess showed me the original key to the house and I asked if she made any copies yet. She said no. I said she should and also she should give one to me. Took to me funny and asked why she should. I explained that it's necessary so that it could be used in emergencies. She rudely said, I don't know what kind of emergency that would require you having a key to our house. Sure won't be a fire incident. She obviously didn't seem to have any idea that a fire incident wasn't what I meant. I got offended by her sarcasm. I pointed out that it's not just her decision because this is my son's house as well. She smiled at me trying to be polite and stated that the only ones who contributed to the house get a copy and I don't need one anyway. Also assured me that my son will have the same answer basically saying don't bother bringing this up to Ethan. He'll tell you the same thing. But I did. She spoke on his behalf the entire argument repeating what she said over and over. Things escalated to her calling me pushy and me telling her she's being unnecessarily rude and disrespectful. My husband and I left in a rush. I felt horrible. My husband went on and on about how I'm paranoid and controlling. I was basically being demanding. But again, I stated that I was trying to be helpful and taking extra precautions since anything could happen. And he insisted I overstep and ruin Ethan Jess's joy for the new house as well as dinner. I generally do not think what I said was out of line. And I'm not sure why Jess reacted so intensely. I think my request was innocent.

She told you no, and that's the end of it. It's her house, not yours.