Smart Kids Change Everything

I've found myself in a bit of a blogging slump lately.

It's not that I haven't had moments in my life worth saving in words (I have) or that I don't have firmly held opinions (oh, I do, on all sorts of things).

It's simply that I have come to the point as a blogger where my children all know about my blog and can easily find it online. All of them, including the mouthy little three-and-a-half year old Tom. Last week, he was happily clicking around Playhouse Disney online, doing some Ooh and Ahh CoCoNutty Bowling; I left the room and came back to find him staring at my Blogger Dashboard page.

"Buddy, what are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm wookin' at your picture, Mommy," he answered. "I missed you."

Um, dude? I was three steps away in the kitchen, I thought, but didn't argue my point with him. Apparently all of his screaming ninny tantrums (with bonus slapping hands and kicking feet!) over the years have just been a ploy to hide the depths of his undying devotion to his mother.

Still, it's unnerving to discover that my preschooler has the mad skillz needed to find me online; couple that with the fact that my older two have known where and how to find my blog for a while and the fact that both are excellent readers and I have a bit of a conundrum on my hands.

How do you blog when your kids are reading, too?

Despite my love affair with social media, I'm a private person at heart. I've always been careful about what I share here because every word, every potentially snarky moment or mini-rant leaves a trail, a big fat web footprint with my name on it. I've never wanted to leave an angry mess behind me.

I've also been careful about guarding my children's privacy (although my last post was a flagrant violation of my personal rules regarding pictures) because I think they should have some choice in how much of their life gets shared online; this blog is a living document, available 24/7, not a bunch of dusty papers tucked into a safety deposit box at the bank.

I'm not sure how this blog might evolve and change. I think every personal blogger who sticks with this gig for a few years gets to this point, this place where words and stories aren't just shared with family and friends and the internetz at large but with the main characters themselves.

For those of you out there with older children, how have you handled this blogging balancing act? I'd love to know.

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