Daddy's little boy and Mommy's trouble maker

Father and son, the bros for life. The boy looks up to every aspect of the father.  He imitates his father's masculinity by walking around the house with nothing but his boxers in the morning following dad, playing with his box of tools trying to fix his toy car like his dad and even learning how to aim when first being potty trained.  A bond that could never be broken.
Mother and daughter, the best of friends.  Just like the father and the son, the daughter imitates her mother.  The one thing different about this relationship is that the girls love to chat.  There is a sense of compassion lying there which is a warm welcome to any concerns, boy problems, school problems, or anything along those lines.  She's the one who nurtures and blossoms the girl into a young woman.
The son always goes through a momma's boy period.  He trips and falls on the ground, "moooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmy" he sobs.  And if dad comes over there while he is crying, he'll scream even louder, "NOOOO I WANT MOMMMY."  Because again, the mother has a sense of compassion, a warm loving sensation.  The care taker of us since the neonatal period of our life.
Oh and don't forget about daddy's little principessa.  Sure he might not have been the one she would run to if she got hurt, and yes dad was tough on her at times, but he'll always be the one who she would run to if the monster was in her closet or if she wanted to play a game of 007 Nightfire.  And on the day another man takes her away from him, he'll be there walking her down that aisle assuring that there was no time in between to leave her without the protection she deserves.