After construction on the tree house began, I had the following conversation with my oldest son (College Boy):
Me: Hi, honey, how are you?
Him: Fine, what’s going on at home?
Me: Dad’s been working on the tree house.
Him: (Silence) The WHAT?
Me: The tree house. You haven’t heard about that?
Me: We moved the fort over to the tree, and dad’s adding on to it to make it a real tree house.
Him: (In a strong, sarcastic voice) MY WHOLE LIFE I WANTED A TREE HOUSE. I MOVE AWAY AND Y’ALL ARE BUILDING A TREEHOUSE…. They (his younger brothers) get everything! I suppose it will have power and a full functioning kitchen… What else am I missing?????
Me: (Laughter.) Well, maybe if you’re nice, they’ll let you in it.