Dear Universe, he is listening.

All I can say is, "Hallelujah! It's sinking in."  

When football ended, Jack started wrestling after some advice from his Freshman offensive line coach.  He is okay with it, and kind of enjoys it.  Going into high school, Jack wanted to do Football and Track (he throws the shot put and discuss).  When he wanted to try wrestling, I thought it would be good to try something different.  Due to some space opening up, Jack was moved from fourth period athletics to first period athletics for the Spring Semester.  Due to the move, going to wrestling practice wasn't really an option since he did first period athletics (which I'm sure he could've gone to wrestling), and track started after school.  Also, because of the move, he had to switch first, second, and fourth period so that meant he didn't go by the wrestling coach's room on his way to class.  Since he was busy trying to adjust to his new schedule, he didn't have a chance to talk to his coaches about the tournament this weekend.  He knew he wouldn't wrestle because he hadn't been to practice, but he was still part of the team technically.

That brings us to this morning.  He asked me if he should go and check with the coaches this morning to see if he needed to go to the tournament.  He knew he wasn't going to wrestle, and one of his friends had said not to worry about showing up for the bus.  Now this is where the responsibility part came in.  Jack was waffling about what to do.  His wrestling teammate had said not to worry about it, but he hadn't spoken to the the coach.  That's why, on a Saturday morning, I was up at 6 am taking him to the high school so he could check.  He ended up coming back out and saying that the coach really appreciated Jack coming and asking, and that they did need some help with the tournament today. He won't be wrestling, but he'll be helping support his team.  When I asked Jack if he was sure he wanted to go even though he wasn't wrestling, he threw my words back at me and said, "I gave my word mom."  

Now, Jack is on a bus going to The Colony High School to support his wrestling team.  I'm beginning to think he'll be okay after all.