I can remember when my father took my baby sister out and helped her get her permit and a Baretta Tomcat .32. She was 21 and in college. My mother (66-ish) still carries a .380 and checks it in at the casino boats when she goes with her friends.
My daughter is 11 and wants to know when I'll get her own gun. I have a .22 for her and her brother (it was their great grandfather's first gun) and there is likely a .410 in her future if I can scrape together a couple nickels (or find a leprechaun).
That is so nice to hear. Start them young and responsible.
When I took my family to the range this past weekend there were a bunch of youngsters with their fathers. One girl was so cute. She had a pink .117. She couldn't have been more than six or seven years old. Her father was showing the greatest amount of patience with her. But more important, she was having a good time.
For the record, my girls are not too hot on pink guns, they prefer my black rifles.