Cat calls, anyone?

We got home from church today, and Joel told me he'd be leaving shortly to go Home teaching. We hurried through lunch, and then I headed upstairs to put the little girls down for a nap. The window was open, and I caught a glimpse of my handsome hubby in his white shirt and tie, getting into the car to leave. I whistled at him, and waited to see him acknowledge. Instead, I noticed two brethren from the ward staring at me from the stoop of our neighbor's house across the street. They thought I had whistled at them. *****
Instead of the reaction I expected, I received whole hearted laughter from hubby. Insert blush and hurried retreat *here*.