Passing it on

This is not my fault.
I have been teaching The Child how to take pictures.
This was the first time She has been allowed touch the Neanderthal Nikon.
(Its bigger than Her head, and weighs more than Her schoolbag).
She held the camera like an anxious U-Boat Captain grips his periscope, while I manufactured the smile of a doomed freighters bosun.
Then, She discovered "Filters", and deemed this one "Quare Cool".
I think that Im rearing a Bogger Cyber-Bailey Baby.
Actually, on mature recollection, this is entirely my fault.