when miggy was about 5, we had this "when i grow up" talk ...
me: when you grow up, do you want to be a programmer like mama and papa?
miggy: of course not!
miggy: because it's so boring. all you do is use the computer and stay in the office all day long ... (proudly) i'm going to be a bus driver!!!
about a few months later, we had the same talk ...
miggy was telling me about what he wants to be when he grows up ...
miggy: mama, when I grow up, I'm going to be a soldier.
miggy: but i could be shot by a bullet! oh no, i don't want to be a soldier now.
me: so, what do you want to be?
miggy: i know, i'll be a pilot! i'm going to fly planes.
miggy: but wait ... what if the airplane crashes?!?!?! oh no, i don't want to be a pilot too...
me: so, now, what will you be when you grow up?
miggy: i know, i'll be a bus driver!
miggy: oh, but what if the bus has an accident!?!?! oh, now, i don't want to be a bus driver ...
me: so, now what?
miggy: oh, alright ... (very sad and pouting) i'll just be a programmer ...