What a mother won’t do for her teenager! “Mom! Everyone does it!” just doesn’t cut it for me. When faced with a request, by one of my angel teens, to follow one of her favorite stars on Twitter via her cell phone, I gave her a condition. Me first.
Ah, Twitter! The latest computer maze, uh, craze, for a parent to navigate. Forever to be entwined with the perpetual “adult tween”! Thank you, Ashton Kutcher! (Don’t get me wrong…. You go, bud!) The results? Some surprises and a nice “head in the sand” mistake.
My first surprise was that her young heart throb was an environmentalist and an active one at that. My second, not quite so pleasant, surprise was the intimacy that those phone tweets produced. I am a mom. I am bombarded by “mom” texts all the time. Suddenly I have another child. A fascinating one who is sending me to “green” sites, environmental horror sites, urging me to vote, stomping and screaming for humanity to “wake up”! Everything is “awesome” and “this is what I’m f&*ing talking about”. But I’m also getting the fun fan stuff, “another day on set” , “vote on People’s Choice”, “check out this band” yada yada yada, No gossip, nothing inappropriate, just enthusiasm, a love for life and “save the planet”. And he is better at texting then my demon spawn. Which leads me to the mistake.
Uh oh! The mistake was “assuming” that my responding texts would not be seen. (Don’t they have to be following you?) So when I get a text at on Sunday morning chirping “hello world, just flew in from Dallas
The bottom line, yes, she can follow her celebrity with my enthusiastic blessings! Yes, she can post her walls with his pictures! (Anything to get the Zac Effron wall paper down!)
