Parental induced confusion

I've decided that its a good thing Blake is our 3rd born. Had he been our first, he'd never have gotten to play with a lot of the toys he has now. Luckily we've become a lot less rigid in our gender stereotypes as we've gotten older (or lazier). Poor kid is always stuck playing with his sisters toys. I realized something was a bit off as I watched him gnaw on Barbies foot! I find that when ever he needs a toy, I'll just grab whatever is around. He loves to chew on Polly pocket dresses, slobber on Tony's extra keyboard, and chew on one of Aliya's ever popular foam necklaces that she likes to make. Last week we forgot a blanket to lay him on at church, so there he was, laying on Taeya's frilly pink girl blanket, chompin on a necklace. Oh boy, if he grows up confused, we'll know where it all began!