As we all know, the hypercompetent mother that Sally is supposed to be has a foil: the goofy, churlish adult child husband. Or, to give him his right name, Ted Forth. The man Sally usually sees is a cheerful, feckless and immature goofola babbling feebly about Star Wars, robot monkeys and extreme sports that violate the laws of physics and decency. Where Ces varies from the norm is by showing us that Ted's slap-happy, easily distracted exterior is a cover for a man with a lot of rage issues; after all, a man who had to be relieved of duty as a Little League coach because he was channeling Captain Queeg has probably got a lot of anger to work through. He can also correctly identify when Sally has tricked them into doing chores, allude as to how her habit of seeking out Hilary's chocolate bunny to eat its ears is sort of nasty and to Sally's astonishment, behave responsibly in her enforced absence. One calls to mind the husband in "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?"; like him, Ted is pretending to be something he's not in order to keep someone else from breaking in two.