Everyday life today is a testament to the fact we were lucky to be growing up when we did. If you wanted to hang out with your friends, you rode your bike to their house to play, usually chaperoned by your buddys’ mom, since with the tax rate being about 3% dad was the only one working. If you wanted to call, you had to wait for the party line on the rotary phone to be free. If it was a long distance call, you waited until after 7PM, when the rates were cheaper. Supper was at 6:00 and you knew better than to be late and risk the dreaded words: ‘wait until your dad gets home.’ Lucy and Ricky slept in twin beds and they couldn’t even get the word ‘pregnant’ past the censors on television.
Fast forward to 2017. Mom and dad both work, one to pay the bills, one to pay the taxes. Except for the millions of households with one parent, most on welfare and having multiple children. They all have i-phones, or whatever they’re called. They have Facebook, Snapchat, Twitter, and Instagram. My grandchildren have two parents, my daughter has R.J. and Big Sis, and her husband has joint custody of his girls, Karissa and Peyton. His two are on Facebook, RJ and sis are not.
I’m probably overreacting, but I saw some things that really, really disturbed me. I haven’t met Peyton and Karissa’s mom, but I suspect she’s behind it. My daughter and her hubby do the best they can, but they work different shifts and all four kids are unsupervised for much of the time. DW got a friend request from Peyton, and what she posted was troubling.
THIS IS WHAT PEYTON, 11 YEARS OLD, POSTED ON FB OF HER AND BIG SIS…. SHE DOESN’T REALIZE THIS WILL NEVER GO AWAY. IT CAN’T BE DELETED OR ERASED.
Big Sis had posted some questionable photos on her Instagram, and when her dad saw them, he was infuriated. He tried to warn her about the dangers inherently present these days, but she has a rebellious streak and kids today have to learn the hard way. My biggest problem is that kids today are compelled to grow up so fast, that sometimes mistakes last a lifetime. In our day, if a girl got “in trouble” or “with child” it was a disgrace and her parents had to take her out of school. Now they have daycare for 15 and 16 year olds who already have a child or two. These stud-wannabes want to make as many babies as they can. It’s a sick competition. My grandkids are so beautiful and have so much potential, I couldn’t bear them giving in to peer pressure to do something that will affect them forever.