As Jase's mother, it is my job to make sure that he is raised right...that is...to make sure he is raised a Redskins fan. Now this isn't as easy a job as one might think for a lot of important people in his life are trying to steer him in the wrong direction.
For starters, his daddy is a Raiders fan and at an early age started teaching Jase how to say "Raiders". Unfortunatally I lost that battle. Because Jase said "Raiders" before he said "Redskins" Rob swears that Jase is a Raiders fan. His Grandpa Jack and Uncle Andy are also trying to corrupt my little baby. They think he should be a Dallas fan. Oh...it hurts me just to say it! Well, for those who don't
know today is
The game. Washington is hosting the Cowboys for Sunday night football. For anyone who as ever been to Redskins Nation for a Redskins v. Dallas game you know how the fans are. Everyother car is flying a Redskins flag and everyone and their mothers are sporting their Redskins gear. Today was no different. We left church at 10am and by that time the fans had started to venture out and about. As we headed on to Walmart, (Mommy's favorite place to go after church) Jase started squealing with excitment "Mama! Mama! Look! Right there!" I started looking for a tractor, a school bus, or a motorcycle, for these are the vehicles that usually get him excited. But I didn't see any of them. He continued to rant, though, "Mama! See! Right there!" I finally asked him, "Jase, what is it?" It was his response that initially had his Mama bursting with pride. With pure exciteme
nt he says, "Mama, a Redskins car!" Sure enough, the car beside us was flying a Redskins flag with a Redskins magnet on the passenger door. He continued this behavior as we passed car after car. Even as we walked through the parking lot he gleamed with excitement
as he spotted more cars bearing the burgandy and gold. It was in the check out line that he really made me proud, though. The lady behind us was wearing a Redskins t-shirt. Being the chatter-box that he is he poi
nts to her shirt and says "Redskins shirt". She banters back to him commenting how he has a Redskins shirt on too (the one in this -----> picture to be exact). He then proceeds to grab the Redskins emblem, hold it out, and show it off to the people on the left and right of him, proudly chanting "Redskins" as he did. So, he might have said "Raider's" first, and who knows what team colors he'll be sporting 10 years from now, but at least I have this day to look back and reflect on my son's pride for the Nations' team.
As Jase's mother, it is my job to make sure that he is raised right...that is...to make sure he is raised a Redskins fan. Now this isn't as easy a job as one might think for a lot of important people in his life are trying to steer him in the wrong direction. 
For starters, his daddy is a Raiders fan and at an early age started teaching Jase how to say "Raiders". Unfortunatally I lost that battle. Because Jase said "Raiders" before he said "Redskins" Rob swears that Jase is a Raiders fan. His Grandpa Jack and Uncle Andy are also trying to corrupt my little baby. They think he should be a Dallas fan. Oh...it hurts me just to say it! Well, for those who don't 
know today is The game. Washington is hosting the Cowboys for Sunday night football. For anyone who as ever been to Redskins Nation for a Redskins v. Dallas game you know how the fans are. Everyother car is flying a Redskins flag and everyone and their mothers are sporting their Redskins gear. Today was no different. We left church at 10am and by that time the fans had started to venture out and about. As we headed on to Walmart, (Mommy's favorite place to go after church) Jase started squealing with excitment "Mama! Mama! Look! Right there!" I started looking for a tractor, a school bus, or a motorcycle, for these are the vehicles that usually get him excited. But I didn't see any of them. He continued to rant, though, "Mama! See! Right there!" I finally asked him, "Jase, what is it?" It was his response that initially had his Mama bursting with pride. With pure exciteme
nt he says, "Mama, a Redskins car!" Sure enough, the car beside us was flying a Redskins flag with a Redskins magnet on the passenger door. He continued this behavior as we passed car after car. Even as we walked through the parking lot he gleamed with excitement 
nts to her shirt and says "Redskins shirt". She banters back to him commenting how he has a Redskins shirt on too (the one in this -----> picture to be exact). He then proceeds to grab the Redskins emblem, hold it out, and show it off to the people on the left and right of him, proudly chanting "Redskins" as he did. So, he might have said "Raider's" first, and who knows what team colors he'll be sporting 10 years from now, but at least I have this day to look back and reflect on my son's pride for the Nations' team.
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