No, he’s not looking up to his mommy or daddy. Instead he’s dreaming of trucks. I was at the grocery store yesterday and ran across a hot wheels construction truck set with five of Zane’s favorite trucks in it. The brightly colored package now hangs out of reach across from the toilet and has been declared as the “poop trucks.” As in, “poop on the toilet and you get a truck!” You wouldn’t believe how long he sat on the toilet last night. He should probably get a consolation prize, a sedan perhaps, for trying.