V loves to Skype. As soon as she hears the phone number being dialed through Skype, she comes over to her dad’s computer to see who he’s calling. Usually it’s a relative and therefore someone to make faces at her and make noises that make her laugh.
Interestingly enough she knows when the connection has ended and there’s nothing else to see. Then she simply goes about her business, doing whatever she was doing before the call — as if it’s all very ordinary. Skyping is still a novelty to me, but to her I guess it is ordinary, and every-day kind of stuff… .