I mean, I don't have the heart to tell him.
Look at his little face.
He's completely, joyfully wrong and so very absolutely certain he nailed it.
He's so impossibly delighted with himself, finally thinking that for once he knows the answer to whatever is going on, and he's showed up with it wholeheartedly.
Bless him.
Maybe today is just about showing up. Even if you're completely left of the point.
And honestly — showing up with wholehearted confidence even when you've missed the point entirely is its own kind of win. Most days that's enough. Some days that's everything.