When Gavin was 3 years old he learned to whistle. I have no idea where he learned it, I didn't teach him. He would whistle everywhere and often. Once in the grocery store in Cleveland he did a cat-call "your sexy" whistle and a lady turned around and gave me a funny look. I was a bit embarrassed as I blamed it on my toddler, who wasn't whistling anymore.
Both of the girls are very frustrated that they can't whistle. "It's not fair!" As if I did something to them to prevent them from whistling. Nothing is ever fair around here.
So Gavin continues to whistle often and sometimes I have to ask for silence because the washing machine, DS, TV,radio, whining and whistling don't go together very well for me. But I don't mind that he whistles a lot because he only whistles when he's happy, and he's been whistling a lot lately.
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