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She seemed to be enjoying herself, Doug, so you never know, there might be a future climbing companion there.
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Our kids have tinkered with climbing, but when you're in your twenties and your old maw is outclimbing you, I guess there is a bit of an incentive to go and try a different sport.

However, I do have an old geezer's climbing story about kids......

Roll back to the sixties. Mike Meadows and I were sitting at the top of Vertigo on Bellougeries at the 'Bungles (I guess a lot of folk won't know the Warumbungles, so just think Glasshouses but bigger and steeper). We could hear the sound of pegs being hammered in as another party came up below us. The climbing calls were high pitched, so we thought, ehh a chick leading? That was very unusual for the time. However, surprise turned to incredulity when a boy of about 10 years old popped up over the top, whacked in a piton and starting belaying his second up. The seconder, when they emerged turned out to be his sister who was several years younger again. But, that was not all, there was a third person still to come. This turned out to be the father. He arrived blowing hard, and confessed that he really didn't have the head for leading, so he let the kids do it. I guess that made sense anyway as the kids wouldn't have a hope in hell of holding him.... no ATC's in those days. Remember this is steep, runout, multi-pitch trad climbing with nothing but a laid nylon rope, a few steel biners and a few pitons..... I remember those kids being very calm and steady, probably more so than myself.

surely he knows "kneebar"?