Boys don't play with dolls.

Yesterday, Mr. A and I were building things with blocks.  We were pretending one block was a bale of hay and  Little People cows were eating it.  I picked up a Strawberry Shortcake doll and tried to make her part of the conversation.  Mr. A grabbed the doll and threw her across the room.  I retrieved her and tried again, and again he chucked her as far as he could.  Apparently, Strawberry Shortcake was not invited to that party.  I'm going to experiment with some different dolls today.  Our scheduled FUN plan is to play with our sizable collection of Little People and all their buildings, cars and pets.  I'm curious to see if he simply objected to the obvious "girlishness" of the Strawberry Shortcake doll and maybe he'll accept the less aggressively feminine Little People characters, especially if they are the same as all the other people we're playing with.  Miss E is possibly the most stereotypical girl ever born, and Mr. A the most boyish boy.  (Miss M is just her very own little person.  It's impossible to predict what she'll do next.  There are no stereotypes which apply to her!)  I think it's very interesting to watch all these little personalities unfold.  It's all part of the FUN!