Come on, man.
Tuesday I had an eye doctor appointment. I do not like that puff of air. I jump and make the assistant jump. Last year Caleb held my hand. This year he had preschool.
I (teasingly) asked him how I will do it without him this year.
He goes, “Be brave. Be strong. And I have a joke for you. Why did the squirrel eat the tree instead of the acorn? Because he ate a treehouse.”
I think you see what he means.