Giraffe

NK:  Mama, what do you wanna be when you grow up?
Me:  A mama.
NK: Oh.  What do I want to be when I grow up?
Me:  I don't know.  What do you want to be when you grow up?
NK: A GIRAFFE!
Me:  Yeah?  Why do you want to be a giraffe?
NK:  Because they are tall and eat trees.  SEE!
(NK proceeds to crawl on all fours and stick head straight in air.)

I'm such a fool.  Why would I want to be a mama when I could aspire to be a giraffe?!