Yik Yak Snapchat Throw Your Mom a Bone
Kris and I spent time together last weekend. Alone. Together. See?
If you’re a reader of this blog you know my husband and I don’t get out much so this occasion was lovely; for a couple of hours we were easy on ourselves and with each other. The details remain ours but I did wonder: Why Date Nights? Nights are when my kids are asleep. That’s my special, special, special time. Date Days. That’s for me.
Not only did we ice skate together but we got to talk uninterrupted about many topics including this blog and my writing in general. Kris was surprised to learn I had a Twitter account. (He is not a frequent reader of BPS.) I admitted that while I enjoy being part of the fray, I’m also striving to remain current.
I’ll sing a song on the radio and Arlo will ask “How do you know so much, Momma?” or I’ll talk about how his thank-you note will go through the mail system and Arlo will ask, “But how do you KNOW that?” incredulous at my knowledge of the nearly defunct postal service. I realize these impressionable moments are fleeting but I long to be smart in my child’s eyes – or maybe not smart because I’ll be eclipsed early, but at least current. I want to know about Snapchat and sexting for example and though I practice neither, I for sure want my kids to know that I know what they know. That’s why I loved this article on social media.
Written By an Actual Teenager
“Facebook is something we all got in middle school because it was cool but now is seen as an awkward family dinner party we can’t really leave.”
“To be honest, a lot of us simply do not understand the point of Twitter.”
“Snapchat is where we can really be ourselves while being attached to our social identity.”
“(Yik Yak) has gotten to be so addicting because it focuses solely on the content of your posts—there are no followers, no profiles, nothing.”
I never heard of Yik Yak either. The dominant themes of this breakdown were secrecy and anonymity and if that doesn’t spur a parent into at least knowing about them, I don’t know what will. My children are still very young but I’m motivated to stay relevant in their world, especially in the way they communicate.
And THAT is how you flip your first date back into motherhood. I didn’t even need an app.
Walking home the other day, Arlo told me school is where he learns things: “My teacher tells me something new and I hear it in my brain and it echoes and echoes inside my head and that’s how I learn.” And then later he said, “Home is school for babies.” That’s my kind of snapchat.