Well the wife and I went to have the ultrasound done today and we'll be having a little girl in July.
All ready have a son so I guess this compleats the set.
So e-beers all round !!!
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Congrats!!!! :cheers:
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congrats. Little girls are great. If youve never raised one, youre in for a treat.
Well as long as shes not as ugly or weird as you cafe, shes got it made. Im just kidding, many grats and ebeers as well. children are awesome. ive none of my own, but have helped raise three. can be satans spawn sometimes, but also are gods prozac :woohoo: :bowdown: :bowdown:
awesomeness. mine are sleeping (for some reason) and the symphony of baby snores is fantastic.
enjoy the new life she brings you !
Tis gods prozac Eh? :bowdown: :angel: :angel: :angel:
Congrats Cafeboy!
congrats man. :cheers:
Congrats man! I got one comming in August... dunno what it is yet though. All the best to you! :cheers:
Thanks guys.
I have no clue about bringing up a girl.
I think we did good with the boy but with this one :dunno_white:
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congrats to you and the mrs as well.
Have fun!
Get her into motorcycles early. America needs more motorcycle chicks. :thumb: :tongue2:
+100000000000000000 on america needs more motorcycle chicks......my wife is 23 and last year when i got my bike was the first time she had ever been on one at all. Im sure you and the wife will do fine raising a girl you know your wife is one...lol :thumb:
:cheers: Congrats! i have no kids or plan on any in the near future but im scared as hell thinking about having a girl. Since many of us are guys we know what kind of guys are out there waiting for them(the kind like me :icon_twisted:). I hope my daughter turns out to be an ugly lesbian.
Dont listen to these Peckerheads.
You raise a girl same as you raise a boy, with TV, and in NC/SC you need to avoid nascrap. Motorcycle and formula 1 and whatever snow and ice racing they do over in that north pole area.
Cool.
Buddha.
Congratulations! :thumb:
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Way 2 go!
Thanks to all and yeah I already thought about the teenage years and how to diplay my two pump shotguns :icon_twisted:
I like this alot :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
Ten Simple Rules for Dating My Daughter
"Copyright 1998 W. Bruce Cameron http://www.wbrucecameron.com/"
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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's body, I will remove them.
Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: 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's 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 may appear to be a potbellied, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, 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.
I require pics of the wife. :D
lol. congrats CB!
Quote from: annguyen1981 on March 01, 2009, 02:58:45 PM
I require pics of the wife. :D
Well in a word.........................................................NO :nono:
and thanks :cheers:
congrats! :cheers:
Mary