About a year ago my, then, 5 year old was invited to see the inside of the plane a friend of ours flies. My son, Scotty, asked if he could fly to an island. The pilot, thinking theoretically, replied yes. So my son was ready to go. Disappointed he resigned himself to a mainland visit of a non-moving plane.
I love the dreams of a child. There are no limits or lack of confidence, no dream too and is taking measures to find happiness in every hope. Let your dreams soar little one.