Give a Little Whistle

We were all loaded up in the van last night, doing errands, and decided we needed to get dinner. We finally decided on Larry's Chicken which is a very special thing for us, because they are kind of pricy when feeding 6.

As the "waitress" gal comes to our window and hands us our food, we hear a little whistle from the back seat. It was one of those whistles. Mike and I just looked at each other laughing and looked at the waitress (who was a very pretty young girl) who was also laughing.

Ethan was sitting in the backseat all embarrassed, yet proud. It was so funny. However, on the way home we did inform him that it is inappropriate to whistle at girls and that it will not be happening again.