My daughter is not taught any gender constraints... I let her do anything that I would let a little boy do.
I was raised with a lot.
My paternal grandma had 4 boys, and I was the first granddaughter born... So I was her first chance at getting to "mother" a little girl. Then, due to certain circumstances, my siblings and I lived with her for several years during my childhood.
She was sent to prep schools during her childhood, and had very definite ideas as to what was "appropriate" for girls and boys. The list of things I couldn't do:
Join Girl Scouts (brothers were expected to be Boy Scouts, but I had to join our church's specific girls group.)
Cook on the grill.
Play with my brother's "boy" toys. (I did anyway, or when we were at my dad or mom's house. Lol.)
Play in the dirt.
Wear white after Labor Day. (Lol. I got in trouble for trying to wear white shoes to church once.)
Take shop class in jr. High. (My dad overruled that, and I got to take it anyway.)
Wear any 2 piece bathing suit... Even tankini style that covered everything the same.
Use the real names for body parts besides head, arms, and leg. Breasts were bosoms, stomach was middle, and don't dare even reference the butt or vagina. Oh, and the uterus was a "baby basket."
No wearing shorts higher than the bottom of your kneecaps, waistbands had to be at the belly button (or higher), shirts had to come down to the middle of my hips, and be 3 fingers below the curve of my shoulder.
Extremely proper ettiquette at the table, but was relaxed a bit for the boys and my younger sister. She would even have practice tea parties to make sure I was holding the cup right, eating correctly, using proper posture, leg position, etc.
I HAD to learn how to crochet, knit, embroider, and sew. (I still enjoy sewing, and kind of enjoyed cross-stitch... Busted he rest.)
ABSOLUTELY NO disagreeing/stating an opposing opinion when conversing with men. (Because *thats* not setting a girl up for molestation. *eyeroll.*)
The list goes on for quite a while. :/
Luckily, my dad counters most of these things, and let me be 100% myself... My grandma nearly had a conniption when he taught me how to weld when I was 11. Lol. Eventually my grandma gave up and relaxed her standards for most of them. :)