I whistled a little tune this morning while putting on the littlest one's shoes. I whistle badly.
The oldest child can whistle also. The middle child can snap. Neither one can do both.
But the little one says, "WAIT. You can whistle AND snap?" As if he'd just discovered one of the Seven Wonders of His Mother.
It was very flattering. So I whistled and snapped for my now rapt audience.