Parental skype-ing

My parents landed on skype-planet. I mean, they've been using it for the last year, but since in Egypt I was always far from my computer, they were just using it to call me on my mobile.
Now they discovered the skype-to-skype call, the SMS and above all the smiles/icons options.

So, first of all, as soon as I press the green button to answer, i can hear them fighting about who should handle the headphones. (Which sounds like scratching noises (??), grumbles and "Alfre', famm parla' a me che so' a' mamm - Alfre', I should talk because I am the mother!) Then, since they discovered that calling skype-to-skype is free of charge, they like talking to me for at least half an hour. I've never talked so much about my friends abroad as this time. Now they know all the names and what they are doing. On the other hand, I have never been so informed about my home town neighbours, the hairdressers prices and my mother's shopping. When my father is home alone in the morning, we chat about guys and love. He gives me advices about flirting and encourages me to dress nicely and to make eyes to handsome guys, especially if they are working at university.

As for SMS, sometimes they send me things like Teruccia, mamma ti pensa sempre (Teruccia, your mum is always thinking of you", or Sisa, sei bella (Sisa, you are so charming") or Tesoro, che stai a fa (Darling, what are you doing - but in Roman dialect and my home town is three hour far from Rome) or also Amore, papa' vuole uscire con te in Norvegia ma ha paura del freddo perch' ha perz e capill (My love, your Dad wants to go out with in Norway- not Oslo, Norway-, but it might be too cold for me cause I almost got completely bald now). Please do note that they always write about themselves in third person, as if they were aware of the depersonalizing effect of new media techonolgy.

But let's come to smiles and icons. In the morning my father starts his skype and sends me the cup of coffee icon.  At lunch time, it's the turn of the sliced pizza.  Sometimes he adds the sun, the smile with sunglasses and than he writes the temperature in Oslo which he takes from google (-7, -8), so I feel he's kidding me. If it is raining in my hometown, he adds the rainy cloud, as a way to show his support to my weather adversities.
But his favourite icon is definitely the teddy bear. (please open you skype now to see it or check the full list here http://factoryjoe.com/projects/emoticons/ because you need to visualize it in order to understand).
Every day my father sends me a dozens of these fucking stupid teddy bears and if I don't reply at least with a ninja, or dancing icon, he calls me to say: "I sent you a teddy bear, why you didn't reply!!!" (Which literally sounds like: t'aggie mannat l'ors, pecche' nun m'e rispost!). And I have to answer things like "I'm sorry dad, I was working" (which might sound as an excuse for him!).

But I need to admit that this is so fucking funny, and I can't help laughing on my own in my office, so I wonder what my Norwegian office mate thinks about my office work...."Foreigners"!