Later Zack was in the kitchen fiddling with the seeds, soaking them and shaking them, etc. I said "Well look at you Mr. I'm Going to Grow my Own Wheatgrass"
He gave me a funny little smirk and said "Look who's talking - Little Ms. I'm Baking all Our Bread Now"
And I had nothing to say because it's true and at that moment I was kneading dough. We've both gone a bit earthy. It's like Andy and Sue Troup circa 1975 around here.