Not a crazy kid, a loving mommy.
When DD was 5-6ish, we lived near a community college. One day she pointed it and said, "I'll go there someday." Neurotic me, "Oh, no, baby. You'll go to a university, which is much bigger..." Which, of course, led to, "Where's that, Mommy?" So, when we got to the "it's not here" part, the result was hysterical tears. Our solution: "No problem, baby. Mommy will go with you." She thought it sounded like fun and that was the plan until about a year ago. (She's almost 13 now, for reference.)