Practicing Facetime with a two year old

Dylan, 2 years young. 
This happens.

Dylan gets daughter Erin’s phone and Facetimes me. (He’s two and a half years young.) I see only his forehead on the telephone screen.

“Dylan is that you? I can’t see your eyes,” I say.

He moves the phone, now I see his eyes, his nose, and part of his mouth. I ask, “Are you calling me?”


That’s it. He says yeah and we sit there just breathing, being together for a minute, maybe two.

Then he presses the red end-call button and he's gone without saying goodbye.

That convention has yet to be learned, just like I have my own little lessons to work on.