It’s a weird dynamic we moms have with our children over technology. While they act slightly annoyed trying to teach us how to use apps like Snapchat or Instagram, I think—deep down—they enjoy it. It’s a chance to reaffirm their long-suspected belief that anyone born prior to 1985 is clueless.
But when we oldsters actually embrace said technology they’re mortified. That’s why, for example, platforms like Facebook lost their luster with young users a long time ago. It was all downhill when moms learned how to post cat videos and strawberry rhubarb pie recipes. So the under 20-set finds new platforms to use, then we find them, they drop them, they find another new one, we find those, and so on and so on. It’s a never-ending cat and mouse chase.
I wanted to submit proof of just how the mortification plays out when moms embrace new apps. Exhibit A: a text conversation I recently had with my 14-year-old daughter after I was introduced to Bitmoji.
In this case, I was introduced to the technology from my very young and cool coworkers, who were born after 1985 (so they’re legit). Bitmoji is an app that allows users to create personalized emojis that look like them. So instead of texting friends that you want to grab a glass of wine after work, you can send this:
The possibilities are endless and really fun. My coworkers helped me design the avatar to look like me (or as much like me as reasonably possible). After creating my avatar, I was so excited and wanted to text my daughters to make sure they knew, at least today, I am really awesome. I sent this:
My 12-year-old texted back, “Oh boy.”
My 14-year-old was maintaining radio silence and didn’t reply, presumably because she was watching inappropriate things on Netflix. (But I digress.)
Later that night, I got home from a meeting to find my husband had taken both girls out for ice cream. My 14-year-old texted me to see if I wanted them to bring me home anything. That’s when I attempted to bridge the generation gap once again through Bitmoji. This pretty much sums up communicating with a teen: