I knew that once I was up and running on Facebook I would have to face the enevitable and tell my daughter that I was officially "on" and yes, I was afraid and slightly embarrassed to tell her. I knew from all her past moaning and groaning about other friends' parents on Facebook that it was implied that it was off limits for me. I'm sure we both had a big laugh at some point about all those other parents trying to act like they're cool too by being "friends" with the friends of their sons and daughters.
I've always lived by the philosophy that what I don't know won't hurt me when it comes to my daughter. I don't really need to see the late night photos taken at the local pub in her college town. And, she doesn't need to be hesitant about what she adds to her facebook page because she thinks that I'm watching it daily and waiting to pull the ole' "hey, I'm paying for these years so you better do more studying and less partying" line on her.
So, Chelsey, if you're reading this (which I doubt) feel free to post away freely because even though I love you with all my heart I will never invite you to be my friend and I promise you it won't hurt my feelings if you don't invite me.
Love always,
Mom
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
awww Karen, I know my mom would probably feel and be the same way you are and it makes me regret making fun of her for trying.
ReplyDelete