Isaac [talking to a computer he has made by folding a piece of paper in half and drawing a keyboard and a screen]: “Uh huh. Yeah. I hope so.”
Richard: “What are you doing?”
Isaac: “Talking to my Mom on, um, what’s that thing you use to talk to her on the computer?”
Richard: “Skype”
Isaac: “Yeah, I’m talking to Mom on Skype.”
Richard: “Do you want to draw a picture of her on your screen so you can see her better.”
Isaac: “No! That’s a terrible idea. What if I want to look at something other than my Mom!?”