Apparently John Kalman has seen me talk on the phone with my sister once or twice. Every morning, after he has his bottle in our bed, he goes straight to my nightstand and pillages for gadgets. Once he's found my phone, he holds it to his ear and says "Hello KK." EVERY DAY! In fact, almost every time he stumbles across my phone.
Here's a little sample, though not one of his more clear conversations:
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