
We had our ultrasound today and everything looks good and healthy. When the Dr. walked in he asked Lydia if she wanted a brother or sister, she answered that she wanted a brother. Upon returning home she drew a cute picture of her reading a story to her baby brother. She's very excited. I'm excited of course, but a little apprehensive about raising a boy as opposed to a girl. Tim is walking a little taller and VERY excited about getting a son. He's envisioning coamping, hking, golfing, and rebuilding old cars with his son. He's a little worried about his boy being hen pecked with so many older, spirited girls in the house. We went to Target to pick out an outfit to celebrate. It went something like this:
Angie: Oh cute! How about this one.
Tim: No way! We aren't going for cute here anymore.
Lydia: This one is cute! It has hearts.
Tim: Ummm, I'm the authority figure now on clothes for the baby. This is the right one.
Angie: Isn't this one cute too?
Tim: No, this one. You may need to run clothes by me before you buy them for my son.
He said "my son" a lot today. For a moment I was a little scared he wouldn't take his girls on the fun adventures they enjoy so much with him. Then he bought a sled and asked the girls if they wanted to go sledding today. So, all is well in our household. We are excited to welcome this baby boy into our home in a few months.
So, what are some of the little differences you've noticed between raising sons vs. daughters?

