It all started with a diaper blowout. Doesn’t it always? Picture this: I’m in the middle of the grocery store, trying to juggle a screaming baby, a half-eaten banana, and a pack of wet wipes that somehow refuses to open when you really need it to. In the chaos, I managed to snap a photo—because, of course, why wouldn’t I capture this parenting milestone? Naturally, I did what every millennial parent does. I dropped it into the family group chat . Cue the flood of reactions: 🧓 Grandma: “Oh my, poor baby! Is he okay?” 🧑 Uncle Joe: “Do we really need this much detail?” 👧 My younger cousin: “Grosssssss. I’m eating.” 📵 Dad (12 hours later): “Just saw this. Why is everyone yelling?” I realized two things that day: Not every moment needs to be broadcast to 14 mildly interested relatives at once. I needed a better system. The Photo-Sharing Struggle Is Real If you're a new parent, chances are your camera roll is a digital avalanche of baby yawns, messy faces, and h...