By coincidence my own daughter is 27 and a professional fitness instructor. She regularly posts glamorous selfies on her website to demonstrate the defined musculature she can produce in others, but I would no more post a leering caption under them than I would chop off my hand. She’s my daughter. Obviously I can see that she is an attractive young woman but I don’t relate to that in the tiniest, tiniest way. Frankly, I don’t see how it’s possible – the protective parent-child relationship is utterly dominant. In any case, no matter how old your son or daughter, they are always your ‘babies’.