As you have no doubt heard by now, the balance of power is about to shift in our house. As it stands now, we are sitting on a precarious, razor-thin line of equilibrium with three on each side. The players are:
Boys: Me, Zach, Jake
Girls: HB, Maddie, Coco
As you can see, evenly matched.
But with yesterday's news, the girls will soon take control of the Wild Senate. Zach and Jake and I will be relegated to scrounging for votes to support man-related programs. Bathroom and closet territory will be lost. Television channels will be changed to girly shows with flowers and hats and never will a Dinosaur or Jedi Knight traipse across our screen again. Think about it: three measly Y chromosomes in the whole place. The X's have it.
You might take this to mean I am unhappy about the news that we are having a girl. You would be wrong.
I am overjoyed. I will love her as much as I ever could love anyone. I will carry her on my back and tickle her and teach her how to play guitar one day. I will help her with math homework and take ten thousand pictures of her. I will push her on the swing and kiss her boo boos. I will take her to the zoo and show her what a lion sounds like. I will teach her the right way to eat an ice cream cone. I will read to her about green eggs and ham and bunnies and princesses and frogs.
And I will kiss her on her little fuzzy head and tell her I love her every day. I will give her everything that is within my power to give her.
Except my remote control. I am a guy, and I need that. :)
