Many years ago, I gave away my dog-eared copy of the best-selling pregnancy manual, “What to Expect When You’re Expecting.” It had served its purpose, along with its companion volume, “What to Expect the First Year.” As my four sons grew I discovered what I really needed was a much more practical tool – a phrasebook to help me communicate clearly with the strange brotherhood of brotherhood. My friends who had girls didn’t seem to say things like, “Don’t body slam your brother,” like I did, sometimes daily. Instead they said things like, “Don’t cut your sister’s hair.” If one of my offspring had scissors, hair was not likely to be the target. Other body parts maybe, but not hair/Cindy Hval, SR Front Porch. More here.

Question: Did you have an easier time raising your sons? Or daughters?