Disclaimer: Naruto is not my property. He's Sasuke's.
Being a dad means telling them a little blood won't hurt them.
Out of all his children Kushina was the most fragile. Her namesake was a little bit tougher and more hyperactive, but then what would expect from the woman that gave birth to Naruto Uchiha formerly Uzumaki? But this Kushina was definitely not made for being a ninja. And Sasuke was OK with that. He really was fine with the fact that she barely(and when we say barely we do mean barely) made it into the Academy. Not graduate but passing an entrance exam to see if you're able to kick a frickin' rock. But he was determined to make at least a half-assed ninja out of her.
"Daddy do I have to do this?" She whined. At the the tender age of six she already showed signs of being a headache on a different level than Kyoko. No, Kushina was a headache when she became a teenager and started developing feelings for people in the romantic way. She spent more time on her hair than on her training. And while she had the best hair in the village she couldn't throw a kunai to save her life. Not that she would ever need to worry about her life being on the line with a dad like Sasuke.
"Yes, Kushina you need to. I don't care if you never make it to Jounin level you should at least be able to defend yourself a little." Sasuke sighed and picked up the kunai that Kushina had thrown. She had missed the target again. "Dad, maybe I'm not made for being a ninja. I much rather be a writer than a ninja."
Sasuke looked into onyx eyes that matched his own. "Fine then if you want to be a writer than you can be a writer. I'll love you and be proud of you no matter what." Kushina gave a Naruto-like smile and hugged her father.
There was no way in hell that he was going to pressure his children like his own father did.