In a way you probably didn't imagine. I find that this actually bears out in my own experience. My father (though not particularly academic himself) always shared his love of science, science fiction, progress, man's great engineering accomplishments, star gazing, and hopes that someday I might become an astronaut with me from the time I was little all the way into high school. I chose mechanical engineering as a major partially because it was likely to be more lucrative than art but mostly because I always kept up my love of math and man's accomplishments that I know I can attribute completely to my father.
I am always thrilled to see my husband sharing star-gazing, wood-working projects, science experiments, and continuous learning with our girls. It is still just as important as the girls grow older.