I had barely walked in the door when she lowered the boom.
“I just unfriended you on Facebook!”
Yep, my daughter had just unceremoniously given me the ultimate cyber-diss.
It was rather unexpected.
After somehow getting over the hurdle that Facebook was for “old people” and MySpace was for “cool people,” Molly had recently joined Facebook and “friended” me.
Over the past couple of weeks, we had occasionally exchanged witty banter and even “chatted” a few times via the IM feature. I felt like perhaps I had entered the realm of coolness. Gasp! Can parents do that?
I think it all went horribly awry when I asked her about an unfamiliar boy that I saw her chatting with on Facebook.
Molly: “Why do you need to know everything??!! He’s not a stalker, okay, Mom? He’s just a boy!”
Me: “I’m your mother. I must know everything. It is my job.” (That and making her life miserable. They occupy an equal level of importance.)
After obtaining some more information, I determined that, as far as I could tell, there was no need for concern.
But my fate was sealed.
The next day I got my marching orders.
Although I can still view her Facebook page (I have her password), I am on the outside looking in. Sigh.
And I think, to a certain extent, I will be for quite some time. Until they’re adults, I can’t really be my kids’ pal. Sure, I strive to have friend characteristics: being approachable, fun, loving and trustworthy. But I’ll always be “Mom” first.
And being a good mom can sometimes be downright un-Friendly.