Oh, and by the way, I hate poo!

Not the little bear mind you, but the stinky kind. The kind that little 3 year olds think is fun to smear all over your carpet and furniture.

Yes, that's right, this morning I was taking Liam to school. I had just left the house and was maybe 200 yards down the road when ViviAnne called my cell phone. She was crying and said that she went upstairs to our room and found that Asa and Darius had pulled all of the stuff out of ViviAnne's hope chest and then pooped all over it all. This was stuff that she had been saving sense she was a little girl.

I turned around and went home to help clean it all up, making Liam 15 minutes late to school and me about an hour late to work. I wonderful Monday morning.