Somebody Please Like Me

This was another one of those weekends when I didn't know which direction was up because I was busy running a kid to All of the Things. There was a dance recital then a 5K and then another dance recital and what weekend? I don't remember no stinking weekend.

But! There are photos to remind me!

That girl. She's pretty amazing. I'm a fan of the photo as well, but that's mostly because it's one of the few from the weekend that passes my Bloggable Test. I only post photos that don't have other people's kids in them (unless I have permission) and that don't give personal location information. As in, it's fine to admit that we were at Kennywood, but it's not fine to admit we were at Kennywood because of an event with School XYZ. It's a fine line, but I try to keep it hard to know exactly where Alexis might be at a given point in time. So photos with her dance studio's name in them? Off limits.

Whatevs. I have that lovely unidentifiable photo! So, I posted it to Instagram. I also texted Alexis a few other favorites, all of which have other kids in them and fail the Bloggable Test for reasons. She promptly turned around and posted her favorite photo to her Instagram account because she's allowed to do so on her locked down kid account.

And then it started.

As we were driving home, I decided to tease Alexis because I had more likes on my photo than she did on hers. There is a huge advantage to being a kid who grew up in a social media house - Alexis is very honey badger about like counts. She properly rolled her eyes and reminded me that it doesn't matter. She then continued to tell me that I better have more likes since I have more followers and all was well. That kid gets it and I'm very happy for moments that prove it.

Buuuuut ... while Alexis is wise in social media matters, she's also competitive. Thus, she started reminding me that I posted first. She was absolutely certain she would catch up. For the rest of the drive home, she announced every time she got a new like and basically made it REAL clear she was making a run at me.

She tagged every dancer in the photo. Which, there were like 10 of them, so that was a nice little boost. Every middle/high schooler ever will like a photo that they're tagged in. It's like the law or something. No worries, though, I was still 10 likes ahead. BOOM, CHILD.

AND THEN SHE TEXTED THE PHOTO TO EVERY DANCER IN THE PHOTO. They have a group text because apparently I'm the only person who violently hates group texts. I'm going to throw my phone out the window because of a group text some day. Just watch.

So, Alexis was ten likes behind, but then her photo appeared on seven or so accounts. Then it spread some more. Before I knew it, the photo had been posted (without credit, of course) in a whole bunch of places and had a total of well over 1000 likes, which was about 10 times the likes I had. (I maybe know the exact actual number because Alexis made me sit there as she tallied them all up because of course she did. I'm not admitting it, though.)

She may have won this battle, but I will win the like war. I WILL HAVE THE MORE LIKED PHOTO. It just won't be a dance recital photo.

(I have no idea where Alexis' competitive streak comes from. No idea at all.)

Comments

[Robin]

I'm like that with Facebook too. I won't post with other peoples' kids in there unless I know they're OK with it or they themselves are my Facebook friend (e.g. their kid's birthday party or something). If I share them I use my locked down photos storage service with a share link so only people with that link can see it and let them know that's the case.