I know we’re supposed to be listening at the work meeting or paying attention when our husbands go on about their day. But we just can’t help it. Our minds are usually elsewhere.
All we’re thinking about is putting on our scrapping sweatpants, grabbing a Diet Coke, and sitting down at our desk. The layout awaits! We want to peel off a strip of our favorite washi tape, inhale the “new paper” smell of our latest purchase, and relive the memories that our perfect photo brings about.
Sure, Facebook and Tag away! But don’t forget to also print, scrapbook, journal, and frame. Your kids’ happiness depends on it :D
PS: On a serious note, I do take this to heart. I kinda’ feel sorry for the kids who’ve been born since social media photo posting came to the forefront. Many of them don’t have photos of themselves on the wall, in scrapbooks, passed around and fawned over by relatives at family gatherings, on their dad’s desk at work, etc. When their parents solely share their photos and accomplishments on social media, the kids kinda’ get shortchanged (in my humble opinion).