Whistle While You Work
I wish I had the time of an 11 year old.
John spent nearly every waking moment this past weekend learning how to whistle. He made pretty good progress — Friday night all he could produce was a breathy puffing sound. By Sunday he was able to make a reasonable whistle, tho he can’t vary the tone much yet. I guess that is next weekend’s goal.
We of course are all going insane.