Whistling

Noah surprised me yet again today.  I carried him on my shoulders as we took Lily to the bus stop.  It was very faint, but Noah was whistling.  I heard him say something about whistling and then he did it.

He may not be the most eloquent kid in the world, but he is pretty talented.  He can sign better than he can talk.  He can count to 10.  He knows his shapes and colors.  He still needs preschool so he can work on his social skills, but overall he has been pretty remarkable.  It's a good thing too.  Lily is doing math problems in her head now.  She's going to be a tough act to follow.