So, Regina was up for a visit a couple weekends ago. Elliot told her that he didn’t know how to whistle. Well, apparently Gina thought that was her cue to teach him how. But then she went home. We, on the other hand, are still dealing with the aftermath. BTW Gina, next time you teach him a loud and annoying skill, he’s going along with you for your 3 hour drive home! Anyway, he practiced for days and days until he could whistle. He’s up to 2 tones now, and whistles A LOT! Ugh! It’s crazy annoying but he is so proud of himself and feels the need to show EVERYONE how good he can whistle. I have had to establish “Whistle Free Zones” – such as the car, to avoid going out of my mind.
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