And So I Don’t Talk About Them Much Anymore…

Thing 1 and Thing 2 that is…

and there’s a reason.  One that I think is pretty viable.  You see, there was a time that Thing 1 and Thing 2 were much younger and this blog was not as highly trafficked, and I could write stories about things they did for the entertainment of others and NOT have to worry about their friends reading it and in turn, possibly making fun of them.

But now?

Thing 1 is 13.  Thing 2 is 10.

While Thing 2 is anxiously awaiting to graduate from the 5th grade so that she can have a Facebook account, Thing 1 is already there.  And while Thing 2 doesn’t have Facebook… her friends do.

And my blog?

Gets posted on Facebook.  There are also several moms at the schools who know of it and read it and so it’s important to me NOT to broadcast their every move no matter how funny it is.  There are times that they melt my heart and I’m so STINKIN’ proud of them… but here is not always the place to share that.

And so, another reason that I don’t blog as much as I used to relies on the fact that my biggest subjects are growing up and DESERVE that privacy.

And do you know when I noticed that they needed it?

The first time Thing 1 looked at me and said, “Mom, please don’t blog about this.”

It was then we had the conversation about boundaries.  It was then that I told them both that I would seek permission before posting anything about them that was more than just generic, we went to the gym, type stuff.

And that communication?

I think it’s good.

I want them to trust me.

And while I love to embarrass my children, I don’t want them to hate me because of it.  Therefore, I’ve reassessed my boundaries and I’ve drawn that line.

And I will work very hard in not crossing it, no matter how many times I want to.

Because they deserve that.

All of them.

Until next time…