Funny, Grinity. I will try this. Because it's true, I do love shoes, and blue, and goo.
Incidentally, I don't think DS4 is aware that I am irritated by this. He actually doesn't mind going to his class these days, and he will run ahead of me (still saying "i love you mommy!" with each step). He will also keep on a conversation with me in between the I love yous.
But I'll go for it and try to get him laughing. That might just work. (That reminds me of how he had a peculiarity in his speech when he was 2 - he didn't say esses in the beginning of words. Since all of us in his family understood what he meant, we would respond, repeating the words with the correct s sound in the beginning, figuring he'd catch on some day. He told a friend of ours he asked 'anta for an automatic 'anitizer 'oap dispenser for christmas. She smiled and repeated back exactly as he said it. DS laughed and from then on started saying all his esses. Humor does get to him.)
Grinity - i feel for you with the yearlong whistling! If that ever happens around here, we're in trouble - DH has sound sensitivities and can't stand whistling! Of course, that means I have to whistle sometimes...
