Molly is in her bedroom playing with Barbies when she hears her big brother come home from school. Molly scampers into the hallway and calls out, "Tim! Come play Tea Party with me!"
Eight-year-old Tim rolls his eyes. "Now?"
"Please, Tim? You can bring your toys!"
"Fine, just let me get out of my school clothes."
A few minutes later, Tim and his toys join Molly and the Barbies. "Nice tea party. Too bad the Daleks crashed it!" Tim hoots as he rolls one of his Dalek toys into the party. "EXTERMINATE!"
"Oh no, the Daleks!" Molly squeals, holding up a Barbie. "Save us!"
"Action Man to the rescue!" Tim bellows.
The siblings continue playing until Dad comes home from work. He pokes his head into Molly's bedroom and sees that somehow Molly wound up with Action Man while Tim has a Barbie.
Dad barks, "Tim! Boys don't play with dolls! Put that down at once!"
Molly looks on bewildered as Dad drags Tim out. (Why is it bad for a boy to play with dolls? And why didn't Dad get mad that I was playing with Tim's toys?) Molly's greatest fear is that she'll never understand the rules.