The phone rings. I answer it.

"Ga ga goo goo," the voice on the other end says.

"Hey, Carter-man! How are you doing," I replied.

"Da Baba goo dono," he says.

"Really? What's the problem."

" Da boboo gaga bebong."

I had never thought that I was leaving one out, but he was right.

"Well, sure. I guess I can put more pictures of Gage up on the blog," I answered.

"Danka."

This one's for you Carter.