I gave my newborn son an email address so that when he was old enough to read he would have years and years of quaint spam and advertisment to wade through. [And he could use his allowance to assist Nigerian civil servants. — Ed.]
But seriously – I found it was a nice way to let my friends share and remember the big transitions in his life. Now he has mail from all kinds of people that he has met. When he is older he may value this intimate record of his life.
Very cool. Just be sure to back up your data! Or (gasp) print the notes on acid-free paper and put them in a notebook.
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