Yeah, John's feathery butt can't figure out which decade he wants to be in. But yeah, Daddy's got a fragile brain. It's adorable, but I don't want to go stomping in there, all 'rarr, motherfucker, you have a kid and it's a girl, sucks to be you'. Not right away.
I will totally help you clean, and then we can put on glitter and talk about boy parts. Did you know KISSING CAN GET YOU PREGNANT? (Gag. That hurt to do.)