The most amazing thing happened with my family yesterday. But you won't be clearly seeing their beautiful, happy faces here on ActiveRain. And you won't see the names of my children in one of my posts... anywhere.
Yesterday, the adoption of our two little girls was formally and officially finalized. It was a joyous day for our family, as you can imagine. We took the boys out of school and we drove to Monterey Park to Children's Court. You can read my wife's recount here.
Last night I sent a photo to select friends and family. Ines Hegedus-Garcia was one of them. We have become fast friends over the past few months and often communicate outside of ActiveRain. Ines gave me permission to share part of our email conversation with you. I think it's important.
- Ines: "CONGRATULATIONS! What awesome news and I feel honored that you would share this beautiful photo with me. You have an absolutely gorgeous family and your smiles are so contagious (I see you have "truck boy" in your arms)."
- Me: "LOL, yes, that is Truck Boy. We don't share photos of our children in our blog posts. I may write about why."
- Ines: "I've hesitated in the past about posting photos of my kids and have broken all the rules. I know it's a safety issue. I know I shouldn't write their names either. I may go back to my posts now and start deleting names (which are in comments). I take for granted that some people are malicious and that there are perverts out there. I think you should write the post to drive it in and make a lot of us change our ways. See? you have not even written it and I'm going back and making changes."
- Me: "I think I will write it. It's important."
Am I Being Too Cautious?
Maybe. I'm a very trusting person, normally, but this time I'm going to err on the side of caution. I've told Julie Ferenzi that transparency on Living In Plainfield stops with her children. Both my wife and I have encouraged her NOT to include photos of her children and to use nicknames when referring to her children in posts. That's my advice to everyone. Why?
My wife spends a good portion of her free time researching and writing for her Mothers Fighting For Others blog. Julie is a writer on that blog as well. What my wife finds in her Internet travels is disturbing and easier and easier to find. The Internet has made it easier for the world to find us as well. It would be wonderful if everyone in the world were coming to our pages with good intentions, but it's simply not the case.
Predators stalk elementary schools and parks every day. They use confidence ploys to lure children into cars and bushes and bathrooms. If you think for one second that they wouldn't use the intimate knowledge you provide about your young children to gain their confidence, you are wrong.
Think about it. Why do you really need to see my kids or know their names? I'm open about enough about my family. I share our stories. And many have asked in comments to see photos. I really wish I could. I'm a proud father and I love this online community.
There are just too many sick people in this world.
This morning I wrote a post on my Stop Child Slavery blog. It's about a brutal stoning in the middle east. I have no idea who will read it or who may be offended by it. I've received hate comments in the past on that blog. The most recent in comments on child slavery and the middle class in India. I won't be silent. I can't be silent. But I can be careful to protect my children to the greatest degree possible.
Can anyone find me if they really try? Just look under my name on the right. It clearly says Santa Clarita, CA. Of course someone could find me. But they won't be able to lure my child with a casual, "Hey, 'Johnny!' How is your little sister, 'Susie?' How was your birthday last week? Great. Sorry I missed it. Your dad told me to come get you and bring you home." ... I refuse to make it that easy for them.
You're going to have to just imagine that my kids are beautiful in spite of the enlarged pixels in the photo here, because they are. And know that when my wife and I refer to our youngest as "The Freakishly Small One" it is a term of endearment that goes well beyond a cute nickname. It is our way of protecting her.
It's a personal choice and some top bloggers don't make the same choice. Dooce is the perfect example. But, she breaks all the rules. Heather is one of my favorite writers and she takes sharing her personal life to a whole different level. It's her choice and I respect it. But I strongly encourage you to consider making your small children off limits.
- Ines: "I just went back and deleted a bunch of comments with names but I think I made a boo boo! How do I take it back? Tell Rocky she has a lot to teach me! I cringe with the thought of something happening because of a dumb post. I make a pact with you not to do it again. ...and to make up nicknames.