I'm afraid.

A conversation in the car:

Fiona: See mommy! That man is riding a motorcycle! He's going really fast.
Tavia: Yes, he's riding a motorcycle.
F: When I get big, I'm going to ride a motorcycle too.
T: Well, motorcycles are dangerous and it would scare me if you drove a motorcycle.
F: I AM going to ride a motorcycle! All the time!
T: Maybe when you're big enough to move out of mommy's house so I won't know about it.
F: No! When my teeth fall out, I will be big enough to ride a motorcycle.
T: I'm afraid you're going to have to wait longer then that.
F: I AM going to ride a motorcycle. When I get big, I'm going to ride a motorcycle.
T: (weeps)