A bit of levity may help.

Bear cub runs up to its mother and says, "Mama, what kind of bear am I?'

"Well, sweetie," the mother bear answers, "you're a polar bear."

The cub ponders that a bit, and wanders off.

After a few minutes he comes back and says, "Mama, what kind of bear did you say I am?"

"Well, honey," she says, "you're a polar bear."

A few minutes later, he comes back again and says, "Mama, are you sure that I'm a polar bear?"

"Yes, of course," she answers. "Why do you ask?"

"'Cause I'm freezing my butt off!!"

Don Firth