The first time I encountered a mouth bow was at Girl Scout camp many (I'm not about to tell you how many) years ago. It was a camporee weekend, packed full of activities and workshops for us t'weens and teens. One of the workshops was musical instruments from things we could find in the forest, mostly.
It's cold outside (OK, in some parts of the country it is)- the time of the year when people think about curling up under a warm quilt with a cup of hot cocoa and a good book, unless you're a kid, of course. Sitting still under a warm blanket is really hard when