Well...it was bound to happen, but somehow I thought he would be older. He is in charge of his own communication destiny. He waited patiently for his bestest friends (who also received phones) to call him. tick, tock, tick, tock...days went by...and then CONTACT! I don't think he has spent more than a few hours off the thing since he got it. When he disappeared into the bathroom with it while still chatting away, I had to gently tap him on the shoulder before the door closed and give him the head shake and raised eyebrow that said 'bad form' to pee and talk. He is happy as a clam...I just hope he plugged that thing in before he fell asleep.