What do you think your children will be when they grow up?

Do you have visions of what your offspring might do when they grow up?  I had a glimpse into the future last week.  I was watching Miss L making a bindee bead bird, transferring the tiny beads into the right place in the tray, not in the slightest bit frustrated or in need of help (its taken a long long time to get to this point, four years and four weeks precisely). It hit me how much she has always loved fiddly things and how they don't seem to faze her. I was also thinking that I hope in the future she does something different to me and Mr A.  It struck me, in what felt to me like a light bulb moment how I could imagine her as an artist. Making, sticking, drawing and painting seems to give her so much pleasure. Rather than pots of poster paint, glitter and toilet rolls, her current mediums of choice, I had a little vision of her in her own studio, surrounded by vintage fabric, buttons, ribbons, beads and jewellery making equipment. I love all that stuff, but whilst I could do the creative vision, I never had enough patience or persistence to see my ideas though.
On reflection it all smacks a little of me trying to push my child to fulfil I dream I didn't. Anyway, it felt significant at the time, so I thought I would tell her.

Me: I could see you being an artist when you grow up.
L: What's an artist?
M: Someone who paints, draws, designs things.
L:  No. I don't want to.  I don't want to be an artist, I want to be a rock star.

So there we have it, my dream's are dashed,  (but you go girrrrlllll!)  Or so I thought until a friend bought her a rock star jewellery making kit over the weekend.  Maybe our visions can unite...