Today she brought home a whistle from school.

Oh. Joy.

Apparently, McGruff the Crime Dog gives away whistles when he visits now.

So, when a kid is in trouble….they just blow the whistle, of course.

Which, if you ask me, is a GREAT way to grab attention.

Because I witnessed the Whistle Effect first hand this evening.

It works.

I know this much is true.

You see?

As I was sitting with my little ones while they painted, I heard a MOST ANNOYING sound coming from outside.

The little boy across the street?

Why he had been gifted a McGruff the Crime Dog Whistle as well.

And he was blowin’ the FOOL outta that thing in his front yard.

At his poor dog.

I was —>this close<--- to running over there to that little guy (which is what McGruff WANTS grown ups to do when the whistle is blown)... ...and smashing that ever-lovin' thing to smithereens!!! But I did not. As much as I appreciate the thought behind it? I do NOT appreciate the whistle itself. That's like giving the entire classroom recorders. Who does that junk?! Thanks McGruff. How 'bout a coloring book next time? (I apologize for there not being any photos of that annoying thing....somehow....Allison's whistle has been "misplaced")