What is not to love about Facebook? It is a college kid's perfect social media platform. We can put up pictures, keep up with our friends from home, see what is trending online, etc. However, there are a few things that could change. First, the ads that track what sites you have browsed. Facebook, I know I was just shopping for an omelet maker, but I stopped for a reason. Mostly because it was making me hungry. You are making my hunger worse. But I digress. The second issue is our parents. Our loving, technologically not-so-savvy parents.

Okay, maybe claiming all parents and adults need to be banished from social media is a stretch. But there are a few habits the older generations on Facebook could try to break. For starters, the game invites. I am sorry Aunty, but I would like to politely decline your invitation to play Candy Crush. Just like I politely declined the last eight times.

It is our duty as digital connoisseurs to teach our parents, grandparents, and other doting family members how to comment on pictures. You can comment on the picture. Commenting on the entire album is not the same. Nor is posting on my wall that my hair, “looks great here!” My hair is not on my wall, Mother, but I appreciate the love.

Then there is the inevitable creeping that happens after you put up pictures. Usually, followed by a text saying, “Who’s that boy in your profile picture? Were you out on a Thursday night? Don’t you have class on Friday?”

I bet any college kid with family on Facebook has seen status updates that practically fill the entire computer screen. With multiple paragraphs and proper grammar and punctuation, brevity is key on social media. Let’s try to keep it under 140 characters.

Spelling error? Or utter confusion? I know you are trying to be hip, but I do not think you meant to post about “Pitball’s” performance at the American Music Awards. His name is Pitbull. And this really happened.

And finally, isn’t it our moms and dads who always tell us to be careful about what we put on the internet because it could always come back to haunt us? Well then maybe it is time to stop posting the naked-in-the-bathtub baby pictures on Throwback Thursday. We’re all going to need to get jobs, someday, so let’s keep the baby nudes in the album on the shelf.

I will admit, it is nice every once in a while to see that your momma posted about how proud she is of you on Facebook, and it is pretty cute when your Grandma likes all your profile pictures. So, if we can all band together to help our families navigate the wonderful world that is Facebook, we can help make the internet a better place, one notification at a time.