It would have been a wonderful wedding - had it not been mine.

I've never vied for power in the family before. Pointing a box at the garage door and saying "Open!" was never a big deal, but holding that television tuner and realizing I alone control what is flashed on the screen brings out the Iacocca in me.

I lost everything in the post-natal depression.

My kids always perceived the bathroom as a place where you wait it out until all the groceries are unloaded from the car.

I have seen my kid struggle into the kitchen in the morning with outfits that need only one accessory: an empty gin bottle.

No baby shall at any time be quartered in a house where there are no soft laps, no laughter, or no love.

Not everyone is comfortable with the kissing ritual. My husband is one of them. Her refuses to press lips with anyone except his wife, mother, and dog. If someone wanted to give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, he would refuse until he had been formally introduced.