I figure if my kids are alive at the end of the day, I've done my job.

The day I worry about cleaning my house is the day Sears comes out with a riding vacuum cleaner.

Ever since I was a girl, I have written about one to five pages every day - on napkins, on scrap paper, in notebooks and tablets, on the walls in my room as a teenager, and in orange paint on the cheap white plastic blinds in my room.

As a housewife, I feel that if the kids are still alive when my husband gets home from work, then hey, I've done my job.

The kids got to run some plays which they have been working on in practice tonight, ... It is always nice to see things run and work. It was a good match for us.

Experts say you should never hit your children in anger. When is a good time? When you're feeling festive?