Why would people who have boys be sad? Why would you assume anything other than your boy would grow up to be a kind and considerate man? Isn’t that what we’re all raising our children to be, kind and considerate adults? If you have always modeled that family relationships, holidays, gatherings and communication are men’s work and women’s work, and that Mom and Dad are equal partners in the home, why would this be some kind of revelation or reassurance?