Izzy is starting to mimic everything these days. I guess that means I need to finally stop cussing. Today she started doing the funniest thing–she pursed her lips into the tiniest little “O.” I started cracking up, and was wondering what she could possible be copying, then I realized what she was doing. Whistling! She had a very faint whistle escaping her lips and it was the cutest thing ever. Now I realize how often I whistle at her to gain her attention or call her over to me.