When I was a little girl, I was convinced that all my toys came alive at night. So I'd put them away just so, with their faces facing up. After all, I wanted them to be able to breathe :)
When Toy Story first came out, I thought, 'How cute. Someone has the same imagination I did.'
Then I had kids. And then I realized it's not my imagination. I mean, how else can you explain the green army men I find in the strangest places? They are always all by themselves, standing guard. I once found one standing up on top of the magic kit box in the toybox. How is that even possible??? I mean, the toybox is a wreck - and this little toy is going to be standing on top of something?
And what about Ken? I realize he is the only male in the Barbie house. But I am constantly throwing him out on the Barbie house porch, that dirty dog.
But yesterday, I found a toy that took the cake. I went into Luke's room to change his sheets on his loft bed. A stuffed Spiderman - no magnets or anything - was stuck to his metal bed. I mean - STUCK there. Not shoved in between the bars or anything. I have no idea how he was not falling off. The only explanation is that he was holding on when he got busted climbing up Luke's bed as I walked into the room :)
A closer look... Unbelievable. ha.
You're busted, Spidey. And all of your toy friends, too. I'm onto all of you.