BRANDI JEWETT: Facebook, the new family photo albumFacebook entered my life in high school. It hasn’t left since, and I’m not sure it ever will. It’s great for keeping up with people I care about who live far away, and it’s even better for keeping up with people I could care less about. The latter seems to post the most.
By: Brandi Jewett, Grand Forks Herald
Facebook entered my life in high school.
It hasn’t left since, and I’m not sure it ever will.
It’s great for keeping up with people I care about who live far away, and it’s even better for keeping up with people I could care less about.
The latter seems to post the most.
y Facebook friends are growing up, settling down and having some babies. I take that back — they’re having a lot of babies. And they’re posting pictures of them on Facebook for their family and friends (and perfect strangers if they have lax privacy settings) to see.
Facebook has become the new family photo album. Instead of taking and distributing physical photos of family gatherings or holidays, we can just hop on the computer and see pictures of kids doing what kids do these days.
This is great for the family and friends, but then there are people like me who are caught in the crossfire.
I like watching my own cousins grow up, but everyone else’s kids? Not so much. I’ve watched no less than 20 grow up on social media. I haven’t seen some of their parents since high school, and I’ve never actually met these kids. And seeing them in person could make for awkward conversation.
“Oh your kids are just darling. I’ve seen so much about them. I mean I’ve read so much about them. I mean … I swear I’m not stalking your family.”
But seriously, I get more updates than most people’s grandmothers. I’ve seen kids while they’re hours-old in the hospital — long before most of their relatives would.
I’ve seen candid fathers snap photos of mothers sleeping with babies, collages of babies making baby faces and toddlers in Halloween costumes.
At best, I feel like an estranged aunt. At worst, I feel like a creepy neighbor peeking through the curtains.
But I’m sure this will all be normal to those kids. They’ll sit by their parents and browse baby pictures online instead of cracking open a photo album.
Social media has become ingrained in our lifestyles, and these kids will be no exception. I nearly dropped my laptop when one of my cousins added me on Facebook. I could have sworn she was only 8 years old.
I suppose this isn’t all bad. Your parents can post endless pics and document your life more thoroughly than ever before — more thoroughly than people or even you really care to see.
Evidence of my childhood will definitely look scarce compared to this next generation of kids. I only have one tiny picture book containing photos of me from birth until I was a high school senior in my possession.
But, only the good ones.
I’m not about to show the people I live with what I looked like with a perm.
The rest of my childhood photos are tucked away in a drawer in my parents’ kitchen. And remembering how many teeth I always seemed to be missing in addition to the perm fiasco, they can probably just stay there.
Some things the world isn’t meant to see.
In all honesty, I’m glad Facebook didn’t come around until I was in high school and my parents missed out on posting every waking moment on my life online.
It adds more value to the photos our family has — even the ones that should never leave the kitchen drawer.
Call Jewett at (701) 780-1108; (800) 477-6572, ext. 1108; or send email to firstname.lastname@example.org.