The mention of whispering in my ear reminds me of the old joke about the little boy whose mother was into cute names for things not mentioned in public. She had taught the little fellow to say that he had to whisper when he had to pee. Naturally, the day came when Dad (oblivious of such things) was tasked with watching the boy for the day. Of course, Dad fell asleep on the couch, only to be partially awakened by his son tugging at his sleeve and saying that he needed to whisper. Dear Old Dad just closed his eyes and said, "Well, you just whisper in my ear."
