Not Fair

From what I can recall, I've never really been the kind of person who wishes to be done with a certain stage in my life, for example, "I can't wait until I can move out," or "I can't wait until I'm married."  If anything, I tend to wish for the exact opposite, for example, "I don't want to graduate high school!" and "I love sitting in my own sweat, I never want summer to end!!!!!!"  So when my life continues to progress at the same speed as a person who wishes away their present for the future I get frustrated.  It's not fair.  I like where I'm at, I don't want things to change, therefore, my life shouldn't have to move along as quickly as the people who think "I can't wait until this is over."  I never want summer to end, I never wanted to graduate high school, I was perfectly fine with being single.  So why can't I be rewarded with a little extra time?  Please?  Because I especially love this stage right now and it scares me to death to think that Sheriff won't be a little baby forever.

Technology: The Kids Don't Stand a Chance

Interesting fact about Kristen:

I'm a little bit leery of the influence and impact technology has in my life.  I oftentimes wish I could purge a great deal of unnecessary technologies from my life, but I lack the commitment and gumption to just do it.  And I'm a bit of a hypocrite about it too, because while I hate how distracting my smart phone is, I absolutely love being able to write down some of my random thoughts and then share them with people on this blog.

Lately I've been doing some thinking about what the consequences will be for a child being raised by a parent with a significant online presence, ie. Mommy bloggers.  Honestly, I can't think of many pros to this situation, in fact, I can only really fathom the following possibility:

Or this likelihood:

Or this sad incident:

Am I just being dramatic?  Has this thought crossed anyone's mind before?

I think we often forget how new and uncharted the role technology plays in our life is.  I like to think that I remember my childhood really well and can thus relate to kids these days, but in all actuality I really have no clue.  I have no idea what it would be like to have my mom constantly zoning out on her phone, because my mom never did that.  In fact, my mom never had a cell phone until I was probably 14 or 15 and it wasn't even a smart phone.  I have no idea what it's like to have my mom snapping pictures of me and then posting them on Instagram so that everyone in my life knows what I'm up to.  My mom took pictures of me, but the only people who've ever seen them are the lucky folks who've got to peak through my scrapbook.  I have no idea what it's like to be the topic of a blog that I don't even really know exists let alone understand the scope of the audience reading it.  The only people who knew jack squat about my life while I was growing up were the people who asked me, the people who played a role in it like coaching, and the people my mom spoke to.  That's it.

Would I feel jealous of the phone my mom gives so much attention to?  Would I feel overwhelmed by having someone I barely know ask me if I had fun swimming on the weekend?  Would I feel completely violated upon realizing that my precious childhood is up for entertainment on the world-wide web?

What do you think?  What will be the consequences of raising a child saturated in technology?