It doesn’t matter that Jordan is a sweet person. It doesn’t matter that Jordan has a good job. It doesn’t matter that he is very attentive to his mother. In the eyes of my family, I am a parenting failure.
I don’t know where things went awry. When he was little he had Brutus Buckeye bibs, bottles and blankies (except for the IU outfit my friend from Fort Wayne bought him). We taught him to say TOUCHDOWN BUCKEYES! when he was just tiny.
He’s nearly 21 years old so what’s a mother to do? I can tell you what I’m gonna do…I’m taking him to the Big House (not prison, the stadium). Jordan and I are going to Ann Arbor for the Michigan v. Bowling Green game this weekend. No, I won’t be wearing scarlet and gray to the game.
We’re driving up to Frankenmuth (Jordan’s favorite place on earth) Friday and then to the game Saturday. I will have lots to share with you next week.
Have a fabulous weekend! La