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As all babies of his generation, Tobin has been obsessed with telephones. To keep the vital lines of the household operational (and the devices drool-free), i hooked him up with the handset of our front door intercom. He thinks it’s the real deal, since Mami and Daddy use it as well.

So far, he doesn’t have many words to put into his conversations though: it’s all gibberish with an occasional buh-buh (his version of bye-bye which he also uses to greet real people)