The first time your baby says “Daddy” can be confusing: Did she really just say that, or was it an accidental babble? Did she actually know what she was saying? Does she know I’m Daddy, or is that what she’s calling everyone? Eventually, you know, the kid will figure it out, but if you’re a neurotic idiot like me, it can be hard to bask in the initial glow.
But the first time your kid says “Daddy” in a Skype video chat, well, that’s something else. And that’s what happened Sunday night: I’m here in Rome this week on assignment, and during a Skype call home Sasha, who’s got a fever and her first-ever green-snot runny nose, pointed at the screen—at me!—and said, “Baba.” Then she said it again—very cool.
Still, I’m left with a feeling of disappointment—not because of Sasha but because of how we’re communicating. Skype has emerged as the long-distance parenting tool of choice, recommended by mainstream-media columnists and hundreds of Websites. According to Motherlode, it’s even making inroads in the legal world, where states are enacting “virtual visitation” laws, “authorizing judges to include e-mail, instant messaging, Web cams and other evolving tools of the internet to keep non-custodial parents in touch with their children.”
But it’s still a cold medium, especially since Sasha’s just 15 months old. There’s not for her to do besides point and say “Baba!” And there’s not much for me to do besides say her name and play peekaboo. I can’t wipe her face, feed her dinner, or change her diaper. In fact, our conversation ended when Jean wrinkled her nose, checked Sasha’s pants and yelled, “Poop!”
Of course, at 15 months old, Sasha’s not a very sophisticated conversation partner anyway. But I’m looking at the future—these trips of mine are not likely to stop anytime soon. What am I going to do?
DistanceParent.org has some pretty good ideas: read a book, play a game, share pictures. And later this week I’ll be testing a new Website, Readeo.com, whose pitch is awful—”Take one part video chat, add the best children’s books, throw in a pinch of pixie dust”—but which may actually be useful. But what else am I missing? Are there other things Sasha and I can do via Skype that are, well, more satisfying? (Oh, man, that sounds bad, doesn’t it?)