My Husband, the Weirdo

It is not uncommon for me to find, after our nightly ritual of tidying, Ruthie's toys set up in various scenes. The giraffe and horse might be trying to make a break for it from the toy chest, the dog and Minnie doll might be sitting on the carpet holding hands, etc.

Today, I found this during Ruthie's afternoon nap. Ian is such an odd duck. Maybe that's why I love him so.