Two daughters, 9 and 13, they love to change oil, saw boards, do plumbing work. It is funny as hell to see little girl hands covered with dirty oil, up to the elbows.
I use a version of moms line when she was showing me how to do "women's" work. "You need to know how to do this in case you marry a woman who can't." I follow with a threat to shoot any pussified guy they bring around.
Ditto. My daughter is a lot more comfortable in camo or oil stained jeans than any pink frilly schit that her mother wants her to wear. Her mother hates it, but that's a reflection on her and not the kid.
