We "skype" a lot with friends and family. It's fun. The kids enjoy it and love taking the laptop around the house with them and showing the person on the other end, their personal journey of what they think is relevant.
Only last week, I caught my youngest, showing my sister the contents of the fridge. Well why not? It actually is quite interesting, checking out other peoples fridges.
The oldest, when she is in the mood, takes the device into her room with her, so she can can have private and undisturbed conversations. That's nice too. A guess a sign of her growing up.
Usually we only overhear snippets of the conversations, and these usually make us smile. They are funny these little beings. Listening to their ramblings offers up insights into their daily life.
Anyway for my todays hair blog or rather lack-of-hair blog, there is a story involving skype which I will tell you.
My youngest was taking two unsuspecting callers around our new place. She was showing them her new room, the terracce etc. Rather normal and relateively innocent you may think.
Then I hear her say, "and this on the dressing table is my mummy's hair".
Well she was right, my hair was indeed lying on the dressing room table, in my bedroom.
She didn't wait for a reaction or comment from the other people, she just immediately continued with her journey around the room, showing off items like this the sock drawer, the bookshelf etc.
This little "overhear" revealed three things to me
1. My lack of hair is as mundane as a sock drawer to my child
2. My alopecia is a fact with no emotion attached to it
3. My baldness and my wigs are not taboo subjects
So thank you skype for ruining our privacy, but thank you really for showing me what my daughter really thinks about my condition, namely nothing at all.
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