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Kid's Blogger Networks

A couple of days ago, my mother sent me an email containing numerous kid's blogging websites that she thought I ought to consider joining to "place my blogs before a wider audience". Seeing as how my life-controlling mother sent me the email, I figured I'd better do what she said and take a look at them. Here's what I thought of them.

1. The first thing that I saw when I visited this site were the big circles in bright colours on the top of the page. But hey, I'm the forgiving type. I figured I'd scroll on down and take a look at what exactly this site was about. One of the first posts I saw referred to something called a "Mommy Club". Don't get me wrong, I've nothing against a bunch of moms getting together. My problem is that that would make it seem like the only reason I'm writing this blog is because my parents are pushing me to. I'm not saying that isn't a major factor - on my own, I'm too lazy to even get off my bum for thirty seconds and make myself a sandwich - but it's not the only reason. 

2. Yes, I know it's a long URL. Thank god it isn't a newspaper article where you'd have to manually go through and type it out. There's honestly nothing wrong with this network in itself, but it features on this list because it appears to deal with parenting and with parents complaining about their kids. I know we kids have plenty of complaint-worthy aspects, but I complain about what we kids suffer. Not really my kind of thing, but hey, it seems like a pretty OK site. Any parents looking for an interesting blog might want to head over there and check it out.

3. The name's too looooong! No, I'm only joking. The trouble is, this is another website where parents write blogs for other parents to read (Perhaps I ought to call these P2P blogs ;). It features articles about how to celebrate Earth Day with your kids and little craft things that you can do. Great if you're into that kind of thing, but I, personally, am not.

4. I Didn't Really Have a Fourth Blog, I Just Felt Like Setting Expectations: I'm serious, there was no fourth blog. But I actually do have a sincere, heartfelt request to you: Please leave your comments. I know a lot of people have been complaining about needing a Google+ profile to comment, so I'll try to switch over to a different commenting platform. However, I'm afraid that means I'll lose all your old comments, so I don't really know if it's worth it.

All in all, I guess the networks aren't bad per se - I'm just not sure if I want to be associated with them. So, in my infinite wisdom (read: lethargy) I ask you, O Esteemed Reader, to make the choice for me. Tell me what  you think on the poll below.


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