In My Blog World I Shall Remain Childless

I love my kids, I really do. And they are all good kids, they really are. But sometimes these good kids that I love drive me to the point of insanity. I have been told by some of my children in no uncertain terms not to even mention them on my blog! I mistakenly thought I had this little world to myself but apparently not. They sneaked in here and are now setting parameters for me (my world is getting smaller!). So this will be the last time I refer to them without written permission. It seems okay to mention the grandkids – so far that is, but that may be banned soon too.
From what I can gather on other blogs, there are quite a few mothers and grandmothers encountering this same strange (extremely strange to me) situation. Many mothers and grandmothers that are not allowed to mention their own children and/or grandchildren by name or post pictures of them. One blogger who has me in hysterics all the time posted a picture of the back of everyone so as not to reveal identities! I know a few lucky bloggers whose blogs are still safe and secret from their children. Now, as far as protesting children, I can see not wanting any personal information put out in blog land, but I really do not think I am guilty of that. I don’t mention last names, I don’t give out hometowns, I don’t blog about daily life with them, and with the exception of a very few posts, I don’t mention the kids much at all, other than maybe cute things they may have done as little ones. I did post one story specifically about one of my daughters (she's fine with it, by the way), and one other story that will now be replaced with this! But for the most part I try to keep my stories about them non-specific, and other than this post about this specific (odd) request, I do not post derogatory stories about my children, and I don’t consider this derogatory, I consider it factual.
I won’t identify the vocal protester by name but he/she knows who it is! And I won’t mention the instigator by name either – you know who you are, thank you very much! Couldn’t you have at least waited until after my ‘rant and rave’ post, my post about my grown children being somewhat unreasonable? Oh, wait, this post will suffice.

Oh, and that reminds me, for those of my children now reading this blog, well, fair is fair. Stop reading! (I’m not talking about the one who reads and comments). This is hard not mentioning names! (Oh, and the one that does read and comment, you better make sure you don’t refer to your siblings in any comments! Maybe I should make up pseudo names for you kids, and the one who’s reading and commenting all the time, you can be Commenter! What shall I call the others? Protester? Instigator? Okay-By-Me? I’m-Fine-With-It?)
Okay, kids, I promise not to write about you in my blog world if you promise not to read in my blog world.


Maybe I should just start a picture blog much like my husband’s one, or maybe I’ll team up with him. But who knows, maybe pictures will be banned by this family too! Ugh!
Okay, I’m off to do my motherly duty in the real world and delete most of my family stories from my computer to ensure they don’t make it to the blog world. Darn! They were good too!