i guess i should jus wait it out and see what happeneds? shouldnt I?

I have two kids a daughter who is 9 and a 2 year old son,On both birth occasions we dont not want to know the sex till the baby came out of the oven.Imo its the best way to do it,more of a suprise and kinda of fun guessing the sex (hmm,and even some side bets with the buds ),the only downfall to not knowing till the end is that for the next couple of years your baby is going to wear nothing but yellow and green :( .I swear the only two colours of clothes from the baby shower.You know what the age old saying is ,as long as its healthy

thats true as long as its healthy so how did it feel when u had ur daughter?

To tell you the truth, a little worried at first,I always wanted a daughter,but i wanted to have a son first,to help me protect her :? .but my daughter turned out to be one tough cookie,Playing contact sports with her,taking her fishing(telling her she has to put her own worm on),camping ,letting her help me work on the cars,She'* pretty much my son now ,I think i might have turned her into a tomboy ,My worries have gone because I know now she can hold her own.

do u ever worry about being a good father?

One of my friends who'* pregnant (girl) just sent me this forward....seems sort of appropriate to add here:
Rules for Dating My Daughter
Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk, you'd better be delivering a
package, because you're sure not picking anything up.
Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so
long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep
your eyes or hands off of my daughter'* body, I will remove them.
Rule Three:
You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.
Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today'* world, sex without utilizing a
"barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it
comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other,
we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day.
Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an
indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my
house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."
Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to
date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my
daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you
will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If
you make her cry, I will make you cry.
Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and
more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on
time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on
her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate
Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like
changing the oil in my car?
Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter:
Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden
stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within
eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing,
holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is
warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff
T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down
parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual
theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay.
Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.
Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

*All except for rule ten, this sounds startlingly similar to my Dad when I was in high school...

I WILL USE THAT TO MY ADVANTAGE AND ALSO I WANT SOME PARENTING TIPS ANYONE HAVE ANY?

From time to time yes,But everytime i question myself whether or not im a good father, I try even harder to do better,One you need to have with the little guys is patience.

I am learning that 2 i changed the spark plugs in the back of the bonnie last weekend

Befor I take my shot at it, tell me, are your siblings all boys and your woman'* all girls, or what. My mom had all boys and my wife'* mom had all girls. Her sis had two boys too. Just trying to get enough info for a guess!