rite of passage

Today, Sophie got to perform a sacred duty that children going back at least 2, maybe 3 generations have had to do: holding the flashlight.  I'd like to say that it was some huge payoff for all the years of parenting, but it really wasn't.

I was replacing the handle in the dishwasher and turned out the breakers to cut power to it (and the kitchen lights), so I had her hold a little Mag-Lite flashlight.  But she apparently needs more practice aiming flashlights and also got bored after about 3 turns of the screwdriver.

Anyway, it's a start and not something I'm going to give up on.