Future Career?

Last week when we arrived home from church, I pulled out my collection of nail polish.  Spring seemed to finally be here and I was ready to paint my toe nails.  As I was studying the colors, Josh saw what I was doing and came over to investigate.  He asked me if he could choose the color.  Sure, whatever.  I didn't have a color in mind so no big deal.  He looks for a minute and then says "Can I pick a different color for your toes?" I've never been a fan of multi-colored toe nails, but Josh was pretty excited for it so I let him.  He then looks at my right foot and touches each toe as he counts to five.  "You have 5 toes, so I need to pick 5 colors." He turns back to the polish and after a few seconds asks me "Can I pick a different color for all your toes?"  Oh brother.  I just want to paint my nails!  I tell him that would be fine and he says "Ok.  5+5= 10.  You have 10 toes mom! That means you need 10 colors."  After another 5 min, he has finally picked out the ones he wants me to use.  I head to the family room and prepare to get to work.  He comes and sits down by me and says "I'll tell you what color goes on what toe, okay mom?"  I knew they were going to look ugly anyway so it didn't matter to me what order I put them on.  He hands me the colors as I need them and lines the bottles along the window sill, perfectly organized with all the labels facing forward.  He talks to me during the painting process. "I can't paint your nails though until I'm older and my hand is steady, huh?  And when you're a grandma I'll come and paint your nails for you, so don't move far away.  Because I don't want to only see you at Easter and Christmas times." I smile and remind him that this is the house we plan on being in for a very long time and that HE'S the one that shouldn't move far away.  He smiled and agreed. Despite the looks that Mike gave me while I let his only son make plans to paint my nails, I had a lot of fun with Josh.  For all the stress and grief he gives me, he sure is a good kid.  This does bring up a good thought to ponder.  Where will Josh be in 20 years?