As a three-year old kid (1994-1995) I had two recurring dreams that I recall well:

Good Dream: I went to Grandma's and got ice cream to eat.

Bad Dream: Dad put me in his pickup truck to drive it.

Come on, sending a 3-year old to drive a truck isn't the best of ideas. I couldn't even touch the gas or brake pedals and I had no idea what the transmission was let alone how to steer the car or even use a power window.

I do think my Dad is a little too willing to help me. Either that or I'm not willing enough to do something? It's not like it's bad that he wants me to succeed, but the truck dream I had says to me that he wants me to do things too early, if he's still like that.