FaceTime

I was relaxing on the couch, while my wife tried to sleep off a headache, and Troy was running around the room with his new “crocodile.” He kept asking to go outside, so I asked him to bring me my phone off the kitchen counter, so I could check the weather. He ran over, reached his little hand over the edge of the counter, grabbed the phone, and brought it to me. I was impressed, as I always am, that he understood and responded correctly.

After I was done checking the weather, I laid my phone on the couch. Troy picked it up, put it up to his ear like he was making a call, and said, “hello.” Finding nobody on the other end of the line, he started punching buttons trying to make the phone call someone. So, I helped him, and we called my stepmother.

When she picked up, Troy jumped right in and started talking to her. I think she was caught by surprise that it was Troy instead of me, but she transitioned quickly and started talking back to him. I had to translate some of the things he was saying, “the crocodile has teeth,” “mama is sleeping,” and things like that. But she caught on, and was able to engage him.

After a few minutes, I suggested a FaceTime so he could actually see her. Once the video came up, he was even more engaged. My father even came on camera too, and the two of them were asking Troy about his crocodile and his day. He was showing them the crocodile’s chomping action and its tail, and they were eating it up. It was great to see them have a chance to talk to him, and him actually sitting still long enough to enjoy it too.

They asked if we needed anything, and I said, “No, Troy just wanted to make a call, so we called them.” They loved it.