My baby has an email address.
Okay, there, I’ve said it. Nice to have that off my chest. Now… let me explain… Megan is definitely a baby of a new generation. I have a handful of baby apps on my iPhone. She’s learned to say Moo from PeekaBoo Barn. She has flashcards for vocabulary. Her very first app was a rattle by Baby Toi. She actually has her own iPhone 2.0 at this point (she’s already getting our tech hand-me-downs). She has a handful of photographs on paper in a scrapbook. But she has hundreds of photos up on Flickr and quite a few on Facebook. At that, there are more pictures of her taken with my iPhone than with a traditional DSLR camera. She loves watching movies of herself. Record her doing something cute, then let her watch it over and over, giggling every time the other “Gay-Gun” does. I wonder if this will affect her view of her early childhood memories… Will she think that she remembers what it was like to be 6 months old because she’s seen the video of herself at that age so much? So, as I’m sharing these pictures and videos with my friends, I feel badly because I can’t tag her in the photos, videos, notes, and posts. I don’t feel like my name should be on them… it feels wrong to twine our identities up like that. But I was resigned to let it be… Then the holidays came up. I’ve been managing a baby registry for Megan’s toys and a Amazon Wish List for myself. But inevitably, my friends searched Amazon for Megan Rivers looking for presents for my Techno-Baby. Unfortunately, there’s more than one Megan Rivers out there. And while my friends are smart enough to know that she wouldn’t register for a book on sexual techniques in a Christian marriage, there is another child-Megan out there looking for Thomas the Train. This broke the camel’s back… And so, in order to establish a separate Amazon Wish List, a new email address needed to be created. I heard of this idea as a way to make notes about your child’s development both as a method for scrapbooking and for sharing it with them when they are older. So, to Gmail I went… And now she is dis-ambiguated from the other ‘Megan Rivers’ of the world on Amazon. And now she can be shopped for with the peace of mind all Megan-Lovers deserve.
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