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How To Torment Your Child On Facebook

With the exception of Oldest Son and Darling Daughter, all of our kids have a Facebook page.  There is a probably a very good reason reason the two oldest don’t have a Facebook page – namely, Beloved and I do.

Jolly, Miss Jacki and The Young One are all our “friends,” a state of affairs that may very well change after last night, when Beloved and I decided to comment on Miss Jacki’s status.

Which was:

Miss Jacki: Wtf  4 hours ago

Me: OMG  16 minutes ago

Be: BTW is it TLA Day?  14 minutes ago

Me: LOL  14 minutes ago

Be: WALSTIB   13 minutes ago

Me: AFU  13 minutes ago

Be: FUBAR  12 minutes ago

Me: WYSIWYG   10 minutes ago

Be: TMI  9 minutes ago

Me: SWAK  9 minutes ago

Be: SSDD  9 minutes ago

Me: STFU  8 minutes ago

Be: ASL?  6 minutes ago

Me: FTW!  6 minutes ago

Be: BRB  5 minutes ago

Me: PIA  5 minutes ago

Be: GTR  5 minutes ago

Me: MIA  5 minutes ago

Be: POW  4 minutes ago

Me: WWJD?  4 minutes ago

Be: FOAD  3 minutes ago

Me: TTFN  3 minutes ago

Be: L8R  15 seconds ago

Okay, yes – so we may have gotten carried away.

Have a lovely weekend, y’all.





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