Snipe

Dad hasn't e-mailed me or tried to use Skype to call me since he got back from Alberta, and I wonder if he even remembers how to use the laptop. He calls me, saying the computer is shagged up and "that damn Firefox is back again!" He signed up for what he calls Snipe, but he's only successfully called me with it once.

When Dave and I got up, Mom is still in bed, so we had some quiet time where we just sat on the couch with our laptops, like we always did before Mom came to visit. Sarah had asked me to send a text when I got up but my phone was dead so I decided to try to chat with Peter on Skype.

I thought I was talking to my brother. Please take special note of the line "and dave is here too," written by Dave.