Bring your neighbor a couple bottles from this batch when you're done. Label it "Liquid Bread of Life."
Adding to what others have said about parenting, here's my "daughter story:"
I brewed a celebratory beer when my daughter was born, called it "Jackie's Jammin' Ale" and labeled it with a scanned image from her hospital photo. We still have an empty re-capped bottle, and it's one of her favorite birth-related mementos--just doesn't fit in the baby book! Over the past 18 years, she has helped me measure ingredients, stir the mash, cook wort on brew day, bottle, has watched with fascination as the yeast percolated away in the secondary, and recently wanted to use brewing as the centerpiece of an IB Biology lab showcasing the life cycle of yeast and highlighting different characteristics in yeast strains.
I can say with authority that you definitely ARE providing great memories for your daughter, so the next time your neighbor throws that line at you, agree and thank her--we'd probably all be better off with more women in brewing!