Was there anything better than spreading your toys across the floor and making up games with your siblings?

My brother is only two years younger than me, so we spent a lot of our childhood playing together. We shared the toys, including his Hot Wheels and my Dragon Ball Z figures. I loved having someone at home to share them with. A few little cars and characters could keep us busy for a complete afternoon. We could play the entire day! Then my mom would call us for dinner. 

I remember how easy it was to get involved in a game. We came up with the greatest stories for those characters. We decided what they were doing, invented problems and their solutions. Vegeta, with his little Camaro, always found a way out of every situation, even if he didn’t actually need the car because he could fly. But we took the fun very seriously. Sharing toys with a younger brother meant sharing the fun and creating stories together.