So I was recently friended on Facebook by a girl I used to babysit.
Let me say that again: I was recently friended on Facebook by a girl I used to babysit.
I cannot tell you how much this has disturbed me. Because it's not that she's too young to have a Facebook that disturbed me. Because she's not! She's a freshman! In high school! She is a freshman in high school!
SHE IS A FRESHMAN IN HIGH SCHOOL.
I AM OLD.
I started babysitting for her ohmydearjesus NINE YEARS AGO.
What? What's that? Is that a midlife crisis calling? Excuse me while I go answer the phone.
I'm back. I have 47 new grey hairs and I just bought a red convertible.
(KIDDING, mom. I only have 3 new grey hairs. Thank you, good genes!)
No, really. When I got that friend request, I accepted (of course) and then thought Huh. I should prooobably check to make sure my Facebook is clean and appropriate. Which it was, of course, because I party like an 8-year-old on Friday nights and there's nothing about boytoy Sean on there at all.
But still. Then I realized I really didn't have to even check if my page was clean because SHE IS A FRESHMAN IN HIGH SCHOOL AND SHE IS OLD ENOUGH THAT I DON'T HAVE TO CENSOR MYSELF AROUND HER.
Sniffle. Sob. THEY GROW UP SO FAST.
I'm slowly becoming okay with this situation. I mean, she's growing up, I'm growing up, it's all good.
Just send me a stiff drink the day her baby sister friend requests me. Which could, conceivably, be in just a few years. Changed my mind. Send me a stiff drink now. Thanks.