USN Sam, you sound like many parents with recalcitrant children, LOL! You have come across the wisdom that some parents learn, however, in that your son, daughter, mother, father, are not moldable beings, and that it is indeed a true blessing when it so happens that you have kindred passions. Family is family, but our true hearts' passions are independent, and to be treasured, as they cannot be trained.
Gene, I remember my dad trying to teach me how to ride a bike without training wheels. His teaching practicum was to launch me down a grassy slope, so that the falls that he knew were to come would not bloody me too badly.
Because of the unevenness of the ground, and my ignorance of the nuances of maintaining balance, the falls did come. Instead of being bloodied, I was bruised, and gave up the session in mommy-seeking tears.
But I still wanted to ride a bike like the other kids. I took my bike out and taught myself, without the distracting orders of my Navy dad, or a guiding hand on the seat of the bike, which was a distraction and a loss of autonomy.
Some learn better when they are allowed to join in, rather than being instructed. I hope that your daughters love the joy of sending a missile, to touch something afar by the dint of her will.
Killdeer