Caleb cracks me up sometimes. Every time he sees me on my comptuer he MUST come and sit on my lap and grab the mouse. He moves it around and clicks the buttons furiously, the whole time talking to the screen. I just know he knows exactl what he's doing. The other day, I threw the old head set on him to see how he liked it. Instant it - for 3 minutes at least.
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what are you doing Caleb?
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