So The Oldest is in school now, and his kindergarten class is on Twitter, because of course it is. Which isn’t to say it’s a bad thing, at all – having prompts for end of day conversations has been a huge help to get past the “how was school?” / “good” / “what did you do?” / stuff roadblock.
(aside: I usually deal with this by asking what the funniest thing was that happened that day, which doesn’t always work, but when it does, often involves the kind of humour that I can relate to and can only hope he learned from someone else or I’m in trouble.)
And it’s great to see what they’re up to. I was curious about privacy concerns when it started, but the team’s done a great job in not showing faces in photos, addressing kids by initials, and so on (all that said, I’m still not linking to the feed, and I don’t follow them directly, but that’s just my tinfoil hat in action and I’m in WordPress admin right now so I can’t notice that his picture is probably in the header of this very website shut up shut up shut up OK?)
But speaking of photos, there are of course pictures on most tweets, which leads me to instantly skip over the text and search for my kid. Which means having to remember what he was wearing that day so I can identify his faceless form, and I’m so happy that I have a positive use for that skill other than scary abduction what-if cases.
This can go too far, though. A while back there was a tweet about boots lining up nicely in the hall. So what did I do? Looked for the kid’s footwear.
A tad obsessive, sure, but at least I have an opportunity to log for posterity that the kids (at least one of them, I guess, or at least his sense of fashion) rank higher than funny cat pictures on my list of things that entertain me on the internet.