I work behind the lines and I watch and listen. I very rarely report back. I just quietly keep an eye out for any funny business. Admittedly this is a dangerous admission. I may blow my cover completely, but I guess I’m willing to take the risk.
My children read this blog. Sometimes their friends read it too. I’ve even had a couple comment. I like to think they can comment and put in their two pence..
But I am a spy for the adult world.
Don’t panic teenage terrorists of mine! Or their friends!
It was not I who ‘told on you’ when you scaled that wall and gatecrashed the party and drank that bottle of vodka.
But I did read your comments and those of your friends and I have been keeping a good-natured eye on you.
You see I know my friends aren’t as savvy on the computer as I, and I feel I have a duty to help keep you safe. In reality, as much as I love playing the role of the crazy ‘Aunty’ Vix, who you can talk to when lines with your parents are down, my first responsibility is truly to them – your parents, my friends.
It’s not that I don’t do everything I can to honour the trust you’ve shown me in befriending me on Facebook. I do everything! I don’t blab. I don’t think it’s my place to comment on this boyfriend or that girlfriend or Justin Bieber (don’t know if he’s somebody’s girlfriend or boyfriend?). I know that it’s very uncool to have your Mum’s friends commenting on your wall, so I try not to.
Though darling neice I am sorry about the comment on your photos page but you do look like my secret love child!
But in the spirit of ‘it takes a village to raise a child’, I like to think I’m doing a community service by helping to keep an eye out for our adults-in-training.
What do you think about befriending your children, and their friends on Facebook?
Would they allow you to? Would you want to?
How do you keep the lines of communication open between yourself and your kids?
If you spied one of your kids’ friends or one of your friend’s kids doing something harmful or outrageous would you tell their parents?