My boys love to look at old photos and videos on the computer.  Yesterday I let youngest go to town while I did some dishes.  This morning, this picture was open:

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.