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Kids, I don’t know what’s wrong with these kids today?

Dear Glampa,
do you think is appropriate for my daughter who is 14, taller than me and gorgeous to have a face book?
Xoxo
Mommie Dearest

Dear Joan;
Now, I’m desperate for fame as much as the next girl, but let’s try to aim higher than “To Catch A Predator.”
Children, while lovely as props, are not my area of expertise. But may I offer this?
I would imagine the question first lies within you. Do you feel that it’s appropriate and do you trust your daughter? If so, maybe try allowing her to create a page through your page. One that can be monitored closely?
Because, like driving a car, it’s not you that you have to worry about it’s all the other drivers on the road.

Xoxo
Glamps

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