On Noah’s first birthday, I opened him a Facebook account.
Yeah, you heard me. When he turned one, I turned on the big blue button for him, and I’ve never regretted it.
He’s five now. And he has no clue what Facebook is. He’s still at the point where the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse website is all he really needs or wants.
But in the background, something kind of neat is happening.
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