Yeah, see, my Dad was not into sports. Pedro's dad was not into sports. I was not into sports. Pedro was not into sports. We just assume that our kids will not be into sports.
I am worried that Hero will be into makeup and clothes and boys and overlapped bubble lettering, and I will not know how to deal with that. I kind of want her to read poetry and play the cello. Pedro kind of wants her to be a computer programmer. (Note that we "Want her to" do these things in the vague way that parents sometimes fantasize about the blank slate that is a new baby's future, not in the twisted creepy way where we decide before she's born that she's going to be a doctor so we only let her play with increasingly elaborate medical play sets and play reruns of E.R. 24/7 from infanthood on. We are cool with whatever our kids decide to do with their lives, although we both agree it would be kind of nice if they all turned out to want to go to college eventually.)
We have a pretty good indication that P is going to grow up to be a geek like us. As I type this, he is playing a video game on the desktop and mousing like a pro.
I am way too proud of the fact that he learned to click and drag before his third birthday.
Also, what Asherdan said.