That's just Dingo.

So last night Jesse calls me from a hotel room in Memphis to tell me about their day traveling. We have a short conversation about the trip, then he says that Dingo wants the phone. I hear Dingo come on and say "How are you baby?" and he says "I want some chocolate cake, please." I tell him to ask my Dad, that he's usually good for chocolate cake and Dingo says "Oh. This isn't room service?" and then hangs up. I love that kid!