Me either. Seems like more work. What with a girl probably wanting more than one pair of shoes at a time, and possibly balking about relying on that vast stock of hand me downs from three brothers. Ponders.
After reading your post I'm not sure whether to congratulate you or to send you a one-way ticket to some remote island.
Already there more or less. We live on Parris Island, hence the "blood, blood, blood" trick always gets the boy a pat on the head.
Those boys don't sound spaced out to me; actually they sound pretty normal.
I think Caje just meant "spaced out" in reference to the bracket in ages.
If you are smart, you will wish for the same as well.
I think most men don't really give daughters due consideration before they arrive, but just let them grow up a few years and you begin to have a different view.
I always give the same answer whenever someone asks what I hope for, which is simply another healthy child. Though I do worry that my wife has a lot of latent little princess ideas that she'd want to work out, involving pink ponies with hair to comb, little tiaras, etc. That would be rather foreign territory....
Congratulations and if it is a girl good luck to you when it comes time for her to start dating.
Three older brothers and a mother that (will by then be) retired from the Navy... Probably could take a large portion of the worry and spread it out a bit.
we would like one more but i feel i'm getting to old for all the waking up and no sleep.We have 3 already and they range in ages from 13/4/2,they are all boys and are all different,which scares me.
Yeah it is a strange and wonderous process to watch the different personalities emerging. Even with boys close in age, from a young age differences seem to manifest themselves. For example our oldest son likes to wash his hands. His brother, our middle son, actually would take his shoes off to put dirt between his toes...
I've found that getting a contractor grade shop vac to use at least once a day to be a must. They tend to be a little whirlwind of destruction when they get going.
Congrats Gator! I'm amazed at your transformation from slum dweller to devoted father of almost four. Do you ever hear from any of your old friends? Looks like you're gonna have to trade the Scion in for a church van.
The Scion has been sitting around for over a year now sadly. I haven't been able to part with it, but it isn't doing us much good. It was too small when number three came along. My wife actually talks about getting a small school bus. I suggested just getting an econoline van or some such, surplus from the department of corrections perhaps. That way the plastic line interior would be easier to clean.
I rather miss Dan, haven't heard from him in a while. I found a guy named Dan out here who's tolerable company, so I named him New Dan. It's not really the same though since he never injures himself with power tools, sets himself on fire, gets electrocuted, poisoned with roach spray or falls out of a tree.
Last I knew Old Dan had become the sleazy guy with the gold chain and slicked back hair at the dive bars and on cruise ships. Well, that wasn't much of a change really... Ponders.
Against all odds, I believe Realtor Bob is still alive and that his pancake house is still open. Workman Guy seems to have vanished. He may have died. I think Workman Keith was back in prison for domestic violence. He has some anger management issues....