Just adding on to the other great responses from dads of daughters. I had moments of wishful thinking for a son from time to time, but once you throw yourself into full-throttle dad mode, the sky's the limit. Let your wife do all the girly stuff. Assert your alpha maleness and teach your girls how to punch and throw a baseball. :D I took my girl rock climbing, surfing, golfing, soccer, snowboarding, fishing, hiking, shooting real guns, and all the Xbox FPS ever. You'll win at the game of dad if you make everything a game. :D Sure, I had to endure hours of Viva Pinata, watching Lion King for the millionth time, and really earned my dad badge when I agreed to take her to see the Justin Bieber movie. IMHO, there is no greater sacrifice or proof of a dad's love. I sat there in the dark, bleeding from the ears from the screeching fangirls, and came this close to gouging out my own eyes...but I survived. You can too. :D