Whisteling

A lot of nights, Jeremiah and I fall asleep talking over the silly things the boys have done that day, or repeating our favorite things Brayden says until we are giggling so loud we risk waking them. Last night, we were talking about how much Brayden loves Gwizzwy. But Gwizzwy never comes to him when he calls (Come on Gwizzwy, come on!). Then Brayden asks Jeremiah or I to call him, and we whistle for Griz. Then Brayden says “whoooooo!” “whoooooo!” It’s how he whistles. It is so cute!