For some time now, there has been a mysterious whistle sound coming from the closet in our office. Our office is also home to our scrapbooks and school boxes, the mementoes we’ve saved from the growing up years.

In the closet, in one of the boxes (I think) is a toy or something that makes a sound at random times. We would love to locate the sound and see what it is, but the sound is so random and so short, that by the time we race to the closet to hear where it is, it is done. Needless to say, it is still there and may be there until we go through the closet. For now, we just get a kick out of it.