Since I was very little. As a matter of fact, my grandma had on her refrigerator a crayon floor plan I drew of her home when I was around 8 years old. When I was young, my dad was a contractor, so as a child I grew up just pouring over his blue prints, fascinated by them, and always trying to re-create them. Then in 6th grade I recall stating in a report that I wanted to be an architectural engineer. I held on to this idea until 9th grade when I visited Notre Dame and met with the head of the architecture and engineering departments, and they informed me I needed to choose one as not many schools specialized in that degree. Architecture it was!