Our closest friends, those who are as good as family, live on the larger island. They spend summer here so we’re stuck at the hip from July to September, but the winter months can mean weeks without seeing each other. I miss my friends but can get by with a phone call. Maia, on the other hand, sometimes cries at the thought of not being able to play with her best friend, who happens to be the daughter of my best friends.
So in comes Skype. Apparently, play dates via Skype can be as much fun as the real thing. Who knew?