Over the last month, my son discovered Facebook. I feel like he just handed me a grenade…and pulled the pin (no, I will not be less dramatic). Yes, we have his password and yes, he knows this. Now the fun begins. I can barely keep up with monitoring all the posting, liking, messaging. It’s like a full time job! Things seemed to be going pretty smoothly until we came across some activities that made me think the grenade I am holding just went off. We’ve suspended his account until we can all sit down and talk about it. Initially, the approach I suggested we take was kind of a ‘drill Sgt/lunatic combo with a dash of calmness (to seem reasonable)’. After regrouping, I decided to look into how others have handled it. Seems possible options are:
- be the ‘helicopter’ parent-watch his every move
- public discipline-which is really, public humiliation
- mutuality-constructing a relationship based on mutual respect and understanding
Truth be known, I am more of the ‘helicopter’ variety than anything else. The public discipline is way too extreme. But the mutuality? Maybe (just maybe), I could try. This situation has made me reflect on my current parenting style and who I really want to be as a parent. This reminds me when, as a teen myself, my dad once saying to me ‘I have no idea what I’m doing!’ Now I know what he’s talking about!
Now go enjoy a cup of tea!