Apparently I am once again the butt of teenage jokes. Just like when I was a teenager. I wasn’t a cool kid then, and I’m far from being a cool mom now.
All this came up because I got an iPhone for Christmas. Little Brother immediately begged for my iPod touch, and I am sharing that with him (though the iTunes account is mine alone, so I am in control of any downloads.) The kids are passing the iPod around to play doodle jump.
Big Brother said, “Mom, you have 2 full folders of Catholic apps on here!”
Middle Sister chimed in that when she told her friend that I had an iPhone, that friend said something about how I had probably filled it with Catholic apps.
At least I’m predictable…
You’d think that at my age I wouldn’t let this bother me. But you’d be wrong.
This is why I am so reluctant to share my technology with my kids. I don’t like to be teased. And apparently, in their world, having Catholic apps is tease-worthy.
Sure, in the scheme of things this is not very major. It makes me wonder, though, if who I am, if how I live, does justice to what I believe. Do I draw strength from my faith to live my day-to-day life in a different way, a better way, than I would without that faith?
Because if all those kids see are the apps, and not what’s really behind them, then I have a lot of work to do.