Cybertechnology

Well, I don’t know if there’s really such a term. I’m writing the draft on Word and the red underline appeared. I am, however, sticking to the title.

Captain Awesome has social network accounts. The first one was Friendster, which I created years back when having your infants have social network accounts was all cute. Fast forward to 2009, Captain Awesome asked if he could have a Facebook account because all of his friends in school are talking about Farmville, Pet Society and all these whachamacallit games hosted by the said social network. I hate seeing kids being left out. I know how tormenting it is for them. So, I gave in, without him having to convince me.

Having all the privacy settings in place, I set his account up. All the while worrying about its consequences to his real social life. Months after, I find him barely logging in. In fact, he still prefers picking up a pen and a piece of paper and drawing. I know he spends more time discovering all the images he can create than being on Facebook because, months after, his art has greatly improved. I am relieved.

A couple of days ago, Little Princess asked if she can have a Facebook account, too. I asked why. She said “because I want to put my pictures.” I literally LOL-ed. That vain little girl. So, I did the same privacy set up and she was good to go. Within hours, she has a good 2-digit number of friends. Today, I woke up with my Little Princess’ webcam photos in my news feed. Okay, so it starts.

Still, though, like Captain Awesome, Little Princess prefers to do something creative than spend her time on Facebook or the computer in general. She would Youtube pop songs, sing along with them and then steps away to draw or play with her toys. This I know because they call me up on Skype and leave me there just watching them do whatever.

Cute, though

P.S.

Captain Awesome’s classmates are adding me on Facebook and I now have more or less 15 7-year-olds in my friend list. They flood my feeds with game applications for hours that I had to “HIDE” them. Gone are the days of prickly heat, stinky underarms and kiddie “battle scars”. I remember being 7 and the only techie thing I did was play Atari or Mario or Contra on the Family Computer. Oh well.