Even before I had sons, I worried about having a daughter. I could handle boys, with their cut-and-dried needs, but girls were so much more complicated. Girls have elaborate hairstyling requirements. They whine and mope, manipulate and triangulate. How was I going to deal with that?

Jesus God. Does she generalize much? My darling daughter, the light of my eyes, the love of my life... danced ballet, wore tutus, is majoring in Bioengineering and hates pink. Girls are no more complicated, no more manipulative, that boys. Sometimes even less so - I put more stock in birth order than gender for difficulty of child.