yesterday at canterbury i was trying to teach max how to whistle.
i’d purse my lips and whistle and then he’d try.
“you’re blowing too hard,” i said.
“jodigrody, do you have music in your mouth?”
“yes, i do.”
“when will i get music in my mouth?”
“when you are six.”
yee! the TTHM just called and he is coming over this afternoon. is it absolutely ridiculous that i’m so giddy?