Kiss Me, Baby!

When Dave travels, we usually communicate by Skype.

We see him on the big computer screen and us down in the corner.  He sees the reverse. You can see he is smiling for the camera, because I am taking our picture.

Whenever we open up Skype, we also open up the CyberLink YouCam, which we use to make our pictures all fahncy.  Like, we can make snow fall down the screen, or we can put a beautiful frame of roses around our faces, or…

(I like to say, “Kiss me, baby!” to Dave over and over.  Jack loves when I say that to him looking like a sideshow freak.)

Oh, my gosh.  Poor Dave.  I’m sure he misses us enough that he is also enjoying the show, but sometimes we forget he’s the reason we’re Skyping.