>Not for me…for my kiddos.
I’ve been concerned about blogging about my kids, particularly my daughter, as she and her friends are using the internet a bit these days. Then I read this quote:
I decided to change my kid’s names because I don’t think it’s fair to make their entire childhood easily Google-able. I don’t want my high school-age son to be faced with a bunch of kids at school saying, “Ha! We Googled your name and found pictures of you in diapers!” The teen years are difficult enough without your blogging mother providing easy ammunition for teasing and bullying.
So, courtesy of a little insomnia, and a lot of ruminating over the last few days, I plodded through the archives and edited a shit-load of posts this morning. I’m pleased to introduce my newly pseudonymous offspring, Bubba, 7, and Daisy, 9. Should you find a lingering reference that includes their actual given names, shoot me an email and I’ll update it. I’m a little cross-eyed at four in the morning, doncha know…
And a big thank you to Megan, for spurring me to make this change.