Toot toot

I don't know how to describe the noise that is made when you hold a piece of grass between your thumbs and blow. Kind of sounds like an unhappy elephant. It was so hot Thursday night that we all sat on our front lawn. Dave, the smart one bailed early once he figured out what was going on. This is a picture of my father, my brother Chris and sister-in-law Kirin trying to communicate with the elephants at the zoo. They were kind of loud. My neighbors were probably thinking, "who the hell are those weirdos?" It was pretty funny though.