My nephew Jordan is a senior in college. He’s been staying with us for the whole summer while taking classes and working on campus. I love having him around. He mows the lawn, helps out with TG and Tog and keeps me company on the days I work from home.
Two nights ago, I’m sitting on the couch. Jordan and his girlfriend are sitting across from me. We’re all half-watching a repeat of the show Wife Swap.
I wonder aloud: What kind of wife would the producers swap with me?
Jordan’s girlfriend piped up immediately:
“A wife who does a lot of housekeeping!”
My nephew Jordan adds helpfully:
“Yeah, a wife who cleans up and cooks. And one who doesn’t talk back to her husband and isn’t really bossy.”
So obviously, this is what Jordan has taken away from his summer with me.
I’m bossy. I don’t cook. I don’t clean.
Translation: I suck as a wife and a mother.