For those of you lacking the fun of facebook and being my facebook friend (and therefore occasionally reading my random “status updates”): Zach was in the bathroom yesterday taking care of business. I was sitting at the table finishing my cup ‘o coffee and dark chocolate fix. Zach suddenly yelled, “MOM! I’m POOPING VALENTINES!!” I’m not really sure what this means but I chose to NOT go inspect the results of his hard work. I know, right? Call me crazy.