Girls Rule…

Sugar & spice and everything nice or frogs & snails and puppy-dogs’ tails? I tend to like sugar over frogs. But that’s just me. And snails…eww!

Depends on who you ask, but most parents have an opinion on the easier gender to parent (if that even exists). When I was pregnant, we were Team Green, not pink or blue. That sounds like Team Hermaphrodite, but that’s what you call a couple who doesn’t know the sex of their baby. Much to the dismay of most of our family and all of our friends, I wanted to be surprised to find out our baby’s gender. Secretly I was hoping for a girl even after everyone told me that boys are easier (not that like would’ve changed anything anyway). I would’ve loved a son just the same, but in my heart I wanted a daughter.

A lot of parents say that boys are easier than girls. What about boys equals easy? The fact that they like to play in the mud, shoot things with pretend guns, and are accident-prone? I always thought boys were troublemakers, but that’s probably because I grew up with two older brothers. To me, a baby girl meant frilly dresses, tea parties, and dolls…things I know more about than Tonka trucks and lizards. I’m guessing that girls are more difficult than boys when they get older and the sassiness kicks in. Duh! I’m still keeping my fingers crossed that she’s a late late bloomer and somehow knows how much I wished for her.

It’s funny that anyone could claim a girl or boy is easier. At the end of the day, they’re still kids and we only have ourselves to blame for how they turn out…damn!