How Batman Began (not really, just a good title)

This past week, two of my little nieces and my nephew came to visit. They had a great time being at "grandma's house" and playing with all the old toys my parents had accumulated after having eight children. There are six boys in my family, so we have a monsterous supply of cars, army men, GI joes and all the other cool stuff that little boys like to play with. However, our supply of dolls and girly toys is limited because there's only me and my sister who ever played with little girl's things, and we actually tended to like boys things more when we were little because of our brothers. After watching my nieces and nephew play with my old stuff, I came to notice how different girl toys are from boy toys and it made me think that maybe toys and the way we treat children have more to do with the way they turn out when they're older than we think.
Little boys always get to play with the army men, the GI joes and the re-mote controlled cars, outside in the mud, whereas little girls are inside playing with soft, baby Sue and gentlely feeding her from a plastic bottle. When a little girl falls off her bike what do we do? We rush over to her and say, "Ohhh, you poor little thing. Are you okay? Do you want a band-aid? Do you want me to get you some ice cream?" But when a little boy falls off his bike people say, "you're okay buddy. Walk it off, you're tough." From the start boys are subconciously taught to be macho men and girls princesses. However in some famililes, like mine, there is sometimes a shortage of girl or boy toys, or maternal or faternal care. These tend to be families that bring forth the variety of tom-boys and tom-girls into our society. Some kids are raised thinking they're the best at everything, and they will be. Others are raised thinking they're worth nothing and don't deserved to be loved and boy, will they struggle. Ofcourse there are always exceptions to this, but generally the way you're brought up tends to be the way you turn out. I've seen it in my own life and many other's lives. But the real question is, who started this treatment? Why do we do the things we do?... I guess I'll end this with a quote from "Man of La Mancha" or maybe its "Cameolot?"Anyways some lady sings,"Why does he do the things he does?" ( sorry this ending probably doesn't make too much sense, but that song always comes into my head whenever someone says why and its a good song...don't you think?)