A/N: Here you go another one. I were laughing writing this one. Enjoy.
It was Saturday eve Ben sat behind his desk and was doing books; it was quiet in the house all his boy had gone to town too enjoy the first free day in weeks. The quietness in the house would have usually felt strange to him, but that day it felt as a blessing. His sons had been bickering for weeks now and Ben had enough of that.
So he sat in the quiet house doing his paperwork and hoping his sons would find a common ground in that evening. But his hopes were in vain, he heard the hoofs steps in the yard and his sons bickering. Ben tried to switch off his sons voices, he had decided not to become part of Adam, Hoss's and Joe's arguments, even if it was annoying him.
Ben sighed sometimes he wished that he had daughters not sons, it would be so quiet so nice, daughters would always get along. Suddenly he almost could imagine all his sons as daughters.
Adam would be smart and beautiful, sometimes bookies but intelligent boys would run after her like crazy.
Hoss would be the home maker, the soft hearted one. The sweet girl, any man would want to have in his life.
Joe the beautiful and flirty one, horse lover like her mother was.
Ben should scare boys away with shotgun. Everything would be peaceful and perfect.
Then he remembered one thing he had forgotten, girls would fight also, sons hit each other and would make peace. But daughter were sometimes vicious, they didn't hit each other, they hurt each other with words, and actions. And they never forgive easily.
Ben was happy that he had sons, not daughters. Even if his sons were bickering all the time, soon they fight with fists and everything was alright. Ben sighted "I pity a man who has only daughters." And he went back to work, outside Adam, Hoss and Joe were wrestleing.